Chapter 845: The Snowy Octagonal Pavilion

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"Why are you asking me about the woman you saved and provoked?" Sangsang answered the question with just one sentence.

In the end, Luo Guan couldn't get any definite response from her, so he said helplessly: "No matter what idea you have, be cautious and don't make any mistakes."

But one thing is certain.

Yang Jiuzhen is indeed very problematic.

After saying a few words to Ao Xiu, Luo Guan came to his residence and sat cross-legged.

You have to practice!

His current cultivation level is still far behind. If he wants to be able to protect himself, he must at least have the strength to fight head-on with the Great Tribulation cultivator.

Closing his eyes, his mind sank into his body, and a pulling force came. Luo Guan's thoughts moved slightly, and suddenly a distorted and fuzzy feeling emerged.

The next moment, consciousness has arrived at the Phoenix Clan altar.

"Greetings to Lord Feng!" Thirteen elders of the Phoenix clan, including Dihuo and Jiuling, saluted hurriedly.

After a brief pause, a calm, majestic, slightly illusory and distorted voice came from the flames of the altar, "I am aware of the matter in Yuanxia Palace, and you have done a good job."

All the elders of the Feng Clan said in unison: "We dare not take credit for taking action based on Feng Zun's decree!"

Dihuo hesitated for a moment, "May I ask Feng Zun, do you have another connection with the Yuanxia Palace?" Hearing this, the other elders also looked over with anticipation in their eyes.

Luo Guan thought about it and guessed what he was thinking. After thinking for a while, he said: "The Yuanxia Palace lineage may be assisted by the Feng Clan in the future." Is there anything wrong with this? And this situation is indeed very possible at the moment. Even if it doesn't work out in the end, I'm not going to die.

On the artistry of language!

But when the elders of the Phoenix clan heard this, it was almost confirmation, and they couldn't help but look happy. In a pursuit battle at sea, Xia Xue summons the God of War

The will came and burst out with super strong combat power, which shocked the elders of the Phoenix clan. If we can get this powerful help, the rise of the Phoenix Clan will be one step closer.

Feng Zun, as a member of our Feng clan, has really planned a lot. For a moment, the thirteen elders of the Phoenix clan looked at the altar with more respect and gratitude.

"Everyone, there are still countless difficulties and obstacles in the rise of the Phoenix Clan. You and I are still too weak now. After all, the only one I, the Phoenix Clan, can rely on in the end is myself." On the altar, Luo Guan spoke slowly and gave The elders of the Feng clan beat the chicken blood vigorously.

Seeing the excitement on everyone's faces, he looked with satisfaction at the last Feng clan elder who had not yet been "rescued" and said, "Elder Bai Shu, please come forward. I will help you and open up the path to practice again."

Of course, this is a two-way benefit. The Phoenix clan elders are freed from the crisis of the Holy Fire backlash, and Luo Guan can use his "spiritual accumulation" to quickly improve his cultivation.

But the problem is that the Nine Songs of the Divine Soul, the last step on the road to heaven, are really difficult to walk.

No, to be more precise, Luo Guan didn't even know how to go.

That feeling of a quagmire beneath you, with resistance from all directions, and the more you struggle forward, the deeper and deeper you sink, which is very uncomfortable.

It even gave Luo Guan a feeling of suffocation!

The more he practiced, he felt like he was drifting further and further away from the great road - Luo Guan knew that there was something wrong with his practice.

Or maybe, in this last step, he took the wrong path.

Ten days later, Luo Guan stepped out of the room. Sang Sang and Ao Xiu were not there, and they didn't know where they had gone. But Luo Guan was not too worried about their safety, not only because of his initial trust in Xia Xue, but also because Sang Sang and Ao Xiuben

body.

The Dragon Clan's Zhenling, the last true dragon in the world, inherited the Dragon Clan's last destiny. Do you really think you have no means? On weekdays, he may not show it, but if he is really in danger, he may make a big hole in the day.

Of course, if they really get to this point, the only thing waiting for Luo Guan and the others is wandering to the end of the world. After all, who can stop the temptation of hunting dragons and the opportunity to seize the real dragon?

After pushing the door open and leaving the main hall, the rays of light billowed above the head, seeming to reach into the sky, giving people a sense of infinite majesty and majesty.

Looking from all directions, there is white snow, but there is no ice and cold invasion between the mountain tops, and they are all isolated by invisible forces. An octagonal pavilion stands on a large protruding rock. Most of the rock itself is exposed among the clouds and mist, making it look quite thrilling.

There was snow all around, but there were a few cold plum trees that broke through the rocks and bloomed in the wind in the extreme cold. The immature stamens, in a cruel environment, give people a sense of high spirits and unyieldingness, which makes Luo Guan feel depressed, but then he relaxes a little.

He stepped into the small pavilion, swept away the dust with a flick of his sleeves, and sat on a round table and stone bench. He first glanced at the cold plum blossoms in the wind and snow, and then looked out to the outside world where the clouds were rolling and relaxing. The wind blows, the roaring flow is like the roaring waves of a river, and it is like thousands of horses galloping, and there are thousands of scenes.

Occasionally, the clouds and mists are torn apart, revealing the endless ocean in the distance, reflecting the stars and moon above our heads, like thousands of miles of stars falling down to merge with the sky and the sea.

View plum blossoms and clouds.

Watch the sea, stars and moon.

Luo Guan's anxiety was gradually calmed down, but his brows were still furrowed and his fingers tapped on the table subconsciously.

On the road of spiritual practice, the higher and deeper you go, the more

The harder it gets, the more he understands this. What's more, the Nine Songs of the Divine Soul are so strange and extraordinary that few practitioners in the world can touch them. It is only because the practitioners have painstakingly accumulated knowledge and received the blessing of luck that they have a certain probability of triggering it.

It is already difficult to light up the nine songs, break through the bottleneck, and walk out on a road to the sky... What's more, Luo Guan has passed the eight songs, and in the midst of the nine songs, this last step is often the most difficult. It seems that if you take one step, you can reach the sky... But the difficulty of this step may be greater than the previous ones, lighting up the total difficulty of the eight songs!

"Can't be in a hurry...can't be in a hurry..."

Luo Guan breathed out, whispered a few words, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Some principles are easy to understand, but understanding it does not mean that you can do it.

The mountain gate of Yuanxia Palace is located, and Xia Xue can "borrow a realm" to bless herself. In principle, there is no problem in terms of safety.

Luo Guan is also very confident about this.

But just as he said when he injected chicken blood to the thirteen Phoenix Clan elders, the only person a person can rely on in the end is himself. This sense of insecurity of "being under someone else's roof" is the source of anxiety.

call--

A gust of wind blew the icy breath and the faint fragrance of plum into the octagonal pavilion. Luo Guan was startled for a moment and raised his hand to catch the falling snow.

The next moment, footsteps sounded behind him. When he turned around and saw Xia Xue, he realized that naturally only the master of Yuanxia Palace could change the "Protect the Sect Formation" with a single thought, allowing Feng Xue to enter the Bajiao Pavilion.

Luo Guan stood up and held up his hands: "I've met my cousin." After a few more glances, he felt the invisible coercive energy coming from Xia Xue's body, and knew that the injuries in her body had been fully recovered. Before, Sang

Although Sang tried to heal her injuries, he only temporarily stabilized her and speeded up the process of her waking up.

In fact, Xia Xue, who pushed all the way on Tianling Island and summoned the will of the God of War to come, bursting with super strength, was in a serious condition inside her body. To be able to recover so quickly, it can be seen that there must be something magical in the ancestral hall of Yuanxia Palace.

Xia Xue entered the Octagonal Pavilion and sat down opposite. At this moment, the wind and snow were blowing, and the faint fragrance floated, rolling up her long hair and floating gently. Let the snowflakes fall on his face, and in the next moment, Wufu's hot energy and blood melted, turning into steam and dissipating.

She was quiet for a while and then said: "Looking at your weather today, you feel a little sad. Is it because of your own difficulties in cultivation?"

Luo Guan nodded, "Cousin, I have a keen eye, and I do seem to be stuck in a quagmire now. The more I struggle, the more I sink." He cupped his hands and bowed deeply, "Cousin, please help me clear up my doubts and give you some guidance. .”

Xia Xue looked outside the pavilion. At this moment, the wind and snow were rolling on the top of the mountain. The stars and moon outside were bright, and there were even clouds, mountains, and sea of ​​mist surging, and the endless ocean could be seen in all directions.

However, even though such a majestic scene is located, it cannot cover up the energy coming from Xia Xue - like the vastness of the world, where I am is the center point.

When I am here, the sky and the earth lose color, and all things bow their heads.

Probably, this is the self-confidence of a martial artist, and only by possessing this aura that no one else in the world can save me, can we bravely progress on the path of martial arts.

She said, "About cultivation, I once reminded you once. The simple summary is to face the shackles head on, be steady and do not take shortcuts... Of course, this may not apply to everyone, just like you... in Da' Amidst the bottleneck, it is still making rapid progress

Enter, this is an extraordinary way, and it is the only one I have seen in my life. "

"If my guess is correct, you are suddenly in trouble because you are facing a 'big bottleneck' and have reached the last step. The sky is high and the water is wide, otherwise you will not move forward, or even retreat instead of advancing."

Luo Guan Surong nodded, "That's right."

Xia Xue said: "Then ignore it."

Luo Guan thought for a while, "Cousin, please elaborate."

Xia Xue said calmly: "The old rule is repeated. When I broke through the seventh level of blood, the last stage of the transformation of Qi and blood was difficult and difficult."

"Let him go without any resistance, as if he were in the sea, letting the waves roll around and wander around... Since I don't know where the road ahead is, I will accumulate myself. When I am strong enough, I only need to punch out. The world will be shaken and shattered, and then naturally, there will be a way forward."

Luo Guan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a perseverance and heroic aura from these light words.

My eldest cousin is indeed mighty and domineering!

He thought about it carefully, chewed slowly, "ignore it...ignore it..." Gradually he gained something in his heart, and his eyes became brighter.

In fact, Xia Xue's path has not changed. It is still a path that has been accumulated for a long time. The four words "ignore it" are the key.

There is quite a bit of the artistic conception of "the breeze blows at the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the hills". It's not that I really don't care, but that I am the "bright moon", and all difficulties and obstacles are the "cool breeze". No matter how far it goes, I will move to the south, east, west, or north, and I will not move like a mountain.

Luo Guan stood up and said, "Thank you, cousin, for the advice. I'll take the first step if I have something to gain." He bowed again and behaved respectfully.

Turning around and striding away, the wind and snow moved with it, rolling up the black robe and sinking into the ends of the hair.

There are more silhouettes from its back, and it feels like it blends in with the heaven and earth.

Xia Xue looked at it, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Nine Songs of the Soul, the Great Way to the Sky... How many people in the world are qualified to take this path?"

She stood up and faced the wind, snow, clouds and sea of ​​stars, with a smile on her lips, "It seems that the relatives I have recognized this time are indeed outstanding!"