When a lamp lights up, a piece of light is born and a piece of darkness is dispelled.
Maybe the light of a mere cloud filament lamp is not bright enough to shine on the earth like the sun, but wherever it floats, it brings light.
Besides, who said there is only one light?
The first attempt was successful. Tang Zhao became more and more accustomed to manipulating Ruyi silk, directing the debris he picked up to first be directly disassembled into pure cloud silk, and then formed into cloud lanterns. A symbol representing the source of sunlight is placed in the lamp. When the symbol lights up, the lamp turns into a little bit of sunlight.
When every light came on, Tang Zhao let go and let it fly freely to the sky on the air warmed by the sun.
If it is other lights, the moment it comes into contact with the shadow of Wang Liang, it will be completely sucked in. If only one Sunlight Runestone is thrown in, it may be attacked and destroyed by the dark ghost hidden in the shadow. But the lampshade made of cloud silk can protect the sun stone, and the sun stone can also dispel the darkness. The inside and outside are a perfect match. The result is that the lamps fly smoothly, flying higher and higher, turning into starlight in the sky.
The white fox was just surprised at first, but then he saw the lights flying up into the sky. For a while, the sky was filled with lights. At first, they bloomed romantically like fireworks, then filled the sky with fireworks. Then they flew higher and higher, turning into twinkling stars, like a brilliant starry sky, lighting up the sky. A hundred years of darkness. It was speechless for a moment and just stared at the sky.
"At that time...my sisters and I also sat on the clouds and looked at the stars together. There were no clouds in the sky at that time, and even the night sky was as clear as jasper, and the stars were clearly visible one by one. There are too many to count. There is also the bright moon. Although in legend, the moon has symbolized disaster, I have always liked the moon. The moon is round, white and round, like the face of a beauty..."
Tang Zhaoben listened quietly. When he heard this, he couldn't help but look at her sideways and wanted to say, "As expected of you."
But he didn't say it after all, he was just a little curious - what kind of person is such a handsome swordsman?
Bai Hu said softly: "I want to thank you for bringing the starry sky back to the fairy city after a hundred years, but..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a huge shadow rushing out of the shadows in the sky. It was similar in stature to Caiyun Rikishi, but instead of the big square face, it was a huge fist.
The fist opened, and when he reached out, he grabbed a handful of light. The shadow blocked the light, and a large area of the sky suddenly went dark.
The white fox said "ah" and jumped up. Tang Zhao was very calm and said: "It's okay."
Sure enough, although the fist tightened tighter and tighter, and the black shadow became thicker, the light inside could still be clearly seen, and the fist itself quickly collapsed under the force of the sunlight.
After a while, the huge black shadow had completely collapsed, leaving only a few stars of light.
The lights are still the same, almost every one is missing.
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, it was exactly what he thought.
This Yiliang can easily drag in the things it is entangled with, whether it is life or dead things, but it does not seem to have the ability to physically attack, and Yunsi creations are not corroded by Yiliang. After all, Yi Liang didn't even pollute the grass under Moyun Tower. Once its shadow nature is restrained, it has no other means.
Perhaps this is also because the original body of Wang Liang is not here. The monster in the shadow seems to be based on instinct and does not have many means. I think the real Wang Liang is feared by the world, so his skills won't stop there.
But at this time, Tang Zhao still wants to reiterate that Yunsi is the guardrail and Yuanshi is the liner, a match made in heaven!
only……
"But what's the use?"
This sentence was actually said by the white fox. It woke up from the nostalgia and surprise, with a bit of sadness and helplessness.
"These lights are very beautiful, as if they can light up the sky. But in fact they are of no use. They can't drive away the evil spirits after all, right? They are not the sun. They can't burn forever. I'm afraid they won't be able to last even one day. It's just a few hours of hope, and it will be dark forever. And no one can see this hope except us, so what kind of hope is it?"
Tang Zhao looked at it in surprise and said: "I didn't expect them at first. Since you talked about hope, it can illuminate a small area in the dark. How can it not be counted as hope? Just because the lamp can light up, the shadow is not Invincible, it can be expelled, and we have hope of victory. To tell you the truth, I am very high-spirited right now, planning to burn my fire through this country of shadows. These flying lights are A reflection of my soul. If you don’t believe in light, why don’t you try to believe in me?”
"As for whether no one saw it...what if?"
The white fox was stunned and said: "What if? Who will see it?"
Tang Zhao said: "Although the hope is slim, what if? What if your Highness wants to protect everyone, but there are still people left in the fairy city? Even though tens of thousands of people are leaving, I will stick to the last line of defense?"
Bai Hu frowned and said: "How is it possible... It is impossible to keep people in that situation. To keep people is not to defend them, but to die. I am not so whimsical."
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Then just think of me as whimsical. But if there is such a miracle, if someone has lived alone in the shadows for hundreds of years, he will definitely be overjoyed when he sees the stars' light from the window. This light That’s his hope. Thinking about it this way, isn’t it very romantic?”
The white fox laughed and said: "It's good to think so... If there are really any brothers and sisters..."
Tang Zhao said seriously: "Now let me ask you, if there is such a survivor, where should he be? Or if we want to mobilize the power of Immortal City and do our best to drive away the two, where should our destination be?"
Bai Hu had already given him the power, thinking that it would not be a big deal to give him the map again, and said: "There are two possible places. Look at my eyes." After saying this, a pair of green eyes lit up.
A large number of starlight flying lanterns suddenly appeared in the sky, and Black Widow and others were even more surprised. Even Yue Lai gradually believed that there were still people in the fairy city and put out lights to welcome them.
At this moment, the clouds suddenly shook and began to turn slowly.
Originally, the clouds had been advancing slowly and changing direction from time to time, and no one took it seriously. But this time the direction changed, Black Widow felt something was wrong.
This turn was very sudden, almost a corner, and the clouds immediately turned to different directions, and even the lights above flickered.
Changed destination? Where are you going this time?
Just as Black Widow raised her doubts, she felt her feet shake, and the cloud turned again, and then turned back.
"Why did you turn back again?"
It turned suddenly and suddenly turned back again, which was unusual no matter how you looked at it.
In the next very short period of time, the clouds changed directions rapidly several times, with the intervals getting shorter and shorter, and finally almost spinning in place, unable to move in any direction. The black widow swayed a bit, as if she were sitting on a bumpy carriage, and hurriedly sat in the pavilion, holding on to the pillars before she stabilized.
"What's going on? How come everything is so good? Is this cloud broken?"
This is not good news. You must know that they can have a safe island to live in, not only because they are protected by the sun from the hand lamp, but also because this cloud can stay and the cloud can move forward, so that they will not be stranded. Sit back and wait for death. If the clouds break down, whether they lose their direction or completely fall apart, then everyone is totally doomed.
However, sitting in the pavilion and feeling it carefully, Black Widow felt that it didn't look like it. She couldn't help but turned around and said: "Brother Yue, do you think there are two parties fighting for the control of this cloud, so they are tearing it back and forth like this? …”
Halfway through her words, Black Widow stopped abruptly and stood up abruptly, making her whole body tremble.
All she saw was that the sky above the clouds was empty, except for herself, there was no trace of Yue Lai.
"Is there...a ghost?!"
"This bastard is trying to fight us for control!"
In the hidden world over there, the white fox couldn't help but curse.
It just studied the map with Tang Zhao and confirmed two destinations. One of them is the "Qianqiu Tower" with the best view in the fairy city, and the other is the center of the entire fairy city, which is the palace of His Highness the Sword Immortal. .
The two places were in different directions, Qianqiu Tower was closer, so Tang Zhao planned to change direction and go there first.
Since he had the wishful thread and connected with the clouds under his feet, regardless of whether he was still the master of the fairy city, theoretically he had become the master of the local clouds. If he said to leave, the clouds should be able to leave.
Sure enough, Tang Zhao used the Ruyi Thread to control the clouds, and the clouds turned smoothly towards Qianqiu Tower.
However, just after taking a few steps, Tang Zhao felt that the control was hindered, and then Yuncai turned around and turned back to the original direction.
Tang Zhao was startled and tried to turn again, but was turned back again.
This makes things clear - someone is indeed competing with Tang Zhao for control of Yuncai!
And at this moment, who else could compete with him besides Meng Huazhou?
As expected, Meng Huazhou also had the original thread inherited from Xu Congsheng, and he not only mastered the method of transforming the original thread into the Ruyi thread, but also quietly connected to the cloud underneath. Although it may be because there were too few original threads, he could not master them all. Although it is a huge cloud, it has already gained a lot of control, and it is enough to contain and guide it.
Tang Zhao paid it back, but Bai Hu cursed angrily. Under the old and new grudges, he cursed Xu Congsheng to Meng Huazhou, from Meng Huazhou's eighteen generations of ancestors to Xu Congsheng's eighteen generations of children and grandchildren.
Here, Tang Zhao and Meng Huazhou competed in the air, and they couldn't decide the outcome, and they were locked in the air. In a head-to-head fight, Meng Huazhou would never be Tang Zhao's opponent. Tang Zhao could defeat him with just one sword strike. But at this time, although Meng Huazhou had few wishful threads in his hands, he started earlier, played steadily, and mastered more cloud threads. However, Tang Zhao's authority came too late and he had not yet fully mastered it.
Thanks to Tang Zhao's good control skills and the large number of wishful lines, which saves effort, Fang maintained an unbeatable situation.
Seeing that the white fox was indignant, Tang Zhao reminded her: "Don't rush to scold, come and help me. Do you have a way to defeat him? Or you can let the white flower turn into clouds and spread out, exposing others. I Kill him with one sword."
Baihu took a breath and said: "Okay, let me do it. I am a person with a position in Baiyujing. Depending on whether his surname is Xu or Meng, he can't kill me."
Tang Zhao relaxed the wishful thread and said, "Come on. But if you leave immediately, will you expose us all?"
Bai Hu said indifferently: "You are thinking too much - do you think we are not exposed now?"
Tang Zhao was stunned, and the tip of the white fox's tail pointed to the side.
As soon as Tang Zhao turned his head, he saw Yue Lai who also turned his head to look here.
