The clouds are billowing with ink.
Youdao means that thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are stained layer by layer, and thousands of miles of frost hooks the bright cold sky.
Yunzhong drank a lot last night, so he slept soundly until now. It was probably around three o'clock in the morning and close to noon. When he looked up with drunken eyes, he saw the vast sky, and his body did not lie down between the beds. Instead, he lay on a pile of dust. On top of the huge bridge, with the strong wind at my back and the sun and moon facing me, it's a pity that I can't see the sun and moon. Now, as far as I can see, there are only endless black clouds on the top, many like wadding, covering the sky, and there is only a ray of yellowish sunlight in the east. , struggling to hold up endless dark clouds.
Yun Zhong still felt that the back of his head was so dull that he staggered and sat up. However, he was not in a hurry to take in the strange scenery around him. Instead, he first raised the formation with his fingers and started the Baimu Formation, which was the only way to get rid of the hangover in the back of his head. The pain was so chaotic that he crossed his knees for a few breaths before he managed to stand up. His bun was blown all the way to the back of his head, and the strong wind hit his face, just like swords crisscrossing and cutting through the flesh, and his face felt itchy.
This long bridge spans across the sky and even the most unsightly end is difficult to see. After Yun Zhong plucked up the courage to look at it for a while, he couldn't think of where he had seen it before. If I had to say it, I'm afraid it was only in his dreams. At that time, I saw a Hong Bridge. It looked very similar. However, the appearance of this long bridge was too gray. It seemed quite strange to me, as if someone had cut off all the original colors on the Hong Bridge, leaving only Such a Hongqiao body was lying here. It had been left there for countless years. There were so many cracks and peelings. It made Yun Zhong feel a weird feeling in his heart. He took a few steps back and hung his sword energy behind his shoulders. Look at it privately.
It was also at this moment that some light green appeared in the black clouds, like the old moss on Nangong Mountain, seeping through the clouds in strands. The originally white land in the east suddenly burst into light, and suddenly reflected The sky was filled with bright clouds, but after half a breath, the day suddenly dimmed again. Two golden lights surged from the edge of the gloomy sky, just like the rainbow bridge at a dinner party. One widened and the other widened, making the dark clouds all around disappear for a few minutes. In front of the It is comparable to the darkest clouds in ink, but behind the black clouds, there is a faint paleness, and the pen and ink fall into the rice paper and smudge. Immediately, zigzag purple lightning emerged from the vast sea of clouds. It was not like ordinary wind and thunder, but thunderbolts pierced through the sea of clouds and leaped high into the sky. They illuminated the scattered clouds, burned them on the clouds, and then stretched out branches of varying thicknesses. At the end, they were already spreading. The entire sky was filled with darkness, covering the sun, and then dissipated, leaving no more light.
This sight made Yun Zhong very bored, and there was no lighting around him, so he had to find the blue sky swim in his arms and pour his inner energy into it, so that he could vaguely see the five fingers.
There are also seas of clouds around Nangong Mountain, and because Wu Shuang used his sword energy to penetrate the clouds, there were still traces of sword marks, so Yun Zhong watched the clouds and understood the sword. Only then did he know that this scene was related to that book. At the time when the sea of clouds appears to be soft and gentle, its power is no less powerful than the turbulent sea tides and vast swamps, and it is much more heart-wrenching than that. There is no one in private, and I face it alone. I immediately feel a sense of fear and fear in my heart, even though it is forcible. Even though it was suppressed, it never weakened even a little bit in the end.
The Milky Way is pouring out, and Yin Han is here to help.
The rain that enveloped Yun Zhong's body could no longer see any gaps, like millions of waterfalls splashing down so densely that there was not even a finger gap. Rao relied on the sword energy behind him to forcefully carve out a space for him to stay in. , are still full of water curtains, it is hard to find even a single gap, the brilliance is visible, even better than a bronze mirror.
Compared with the monsters in the river during the fight, this rain flow was even heavier than the previous one. Even though he was trying his best to resist it, in the end, it was such a raging rain flow that it could turn the world upside down, destroy mountains and collapse pagodas. Among them, The majestic and ferocious force that came from him was still so heavy that Yun Zhong could not raise his head. He had to use his feet to mobilize all his inner energy, and turned out countless sword energy to meet him, but his body was getting smaller and smaller.
But it was also at this time of year that some scenes appeared in the smooth rain flow around Yun Zhong.
A very tall and thin scholar with a high crown on his head, dressed in white clothes, stood on the top of the deep gorge, with his hands tapping his fingers, an infinite formation came down, and they pressed against the armor in front of him. Even the blood, water and bones were splashing everywhere, you can see His palms were trembling slightly, and it was clear that the crossbow was at the end of its life. There were no one knows how many corpses there were under the deep gorge, and no one knew how many enemies were coming outside the gorge. Even though the large formation was so powerful that it was rare in the world, it was still on the verge of collapse at this moment, and Countless arrows rained down from the sky, like a thick fog, but the scholar had no strength to follow up. In the end, he withdrew his two palms, but he didn't show much fear, just apologetic on his face.
The mountains and rocks behind him were covered with dense arrow feathers for almost several miles, but the scholar's back was as clean as ever except for being dyed several layers of bright red.
The scene changed again, and there was a short and fat Taoist in a black Taoist robe, his face
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His skin was bruised, and he had his hands and feet cut off, and he collapsed in the Jinluan Palace. When he opened his mouth, he could no longer see the words. When he finally closed his eyes, the earth dragon rolled, causing the Jinluan Palace and the entire giant city to fall into it. In the ground, the smoke and dust have not dispersed for a long time, the ground has sunk thousands of feet, and there is no one left.
There was also a swordsman in Tsing Yi, who was surrounded by several figures in the sky. Each of them used their magical powers to smash the two flying swords that the swordsman was famous for. His Tsing Yi was stained with blood and fell straight to the ground. In the bottomless pit, the swordsman, who was already skinny and white-haired, glanced in the direction of Yunzhong, fell into the deep valley, and never made any movement again.
There are many faces that look very familiar to Yun Zhong, including the most skilled swordsman in Beiyanze, a woman wearing a pink skirt and riding a black deer, and a man with gnarled muscles and a beard, who stands on horseback with a spear drawn. Die in the tide of monsters, die under the siege of the surrounding masters, or turn into flesh and blood for the rebel army.
Even during the changing scenery, Yun Zhong, who was immobilized by the torrential rain, saw Yan Jiaqing's figure, the traces of Yan Siguan, and even the old woodcutter and Taoist priest and the Shuijun of Qinshui Town. There are figures of the Four Lords who have lived in the virtual realm for who knows how many years. They are all in it. They all died in extremely miserable conditions. Their bodies will disappear after death, and even their bodies may not be left behind.
But what made Yun Zhong almost burst his eyes and suppress the anger in his chest was that these scenes were so real, as if each scene was a story from the past, printed in his mind, and he wanted to use his sword energy to cut through the scenery in front of him, However, he had no time to take care of it. The water flowing above him became heavier and stronger. Yun Zhongrao was so pressed that he had to expend infinite strength to raise his head. Now he was almost crushed by the rain. He could only forcefully hold up his arms and knees. There were already hidden cracks in the long bridge, and blood quickly poured out, but it was quickly washed away by the rain.
There is no rain in Nangong Mountain today, and there is wind in the mountains. It is not as hot as in the past.
Wu Shuang had a great time drinking yesterday, probably because the third child in the family returned to the mountain, and the fourth child repaired all the meridians and Dantian, and by the way, he realized that he had a brilliant divine will, so he drank Yan Jiaqing and Li Fu'an unconscious. , and then return home happily. He hadn't slept soundly, and had adjusted his luck for a long time. After seeing the sky turn white and feeling drunk, he walked out of the main hall. He felt that the sky was not bad today, and because he had nothing to do, the few people in the mountain drank a lot, except for Yunzhong. The alcohol capacity was extremely high, and the others estimated that they might not be able to climb out of bed at noon, so they boiled a pot of good tea soup and drank it comfortably on the top of the mountain several times to get rid of the alcohol odor.
However, before noon, Wu Shuang was disturbed by a frightening sword energy in Yunzhong's house. He ignored the tea and stepped into Yunzhong's house in an instant, only to see that the latter was already awake, but his eyes were open. Blood red, standing in the house with a sword in one hand, the sword energy almost destroyed all the furnishings in the house, leaving only sword marks everywhere.
The sword energy was chaotic. Wu Shuang did not take precautions. He just stepped into the house and almost got caught in the path of Yun Zhong's sword energy. Fortunately, Wu Gou Qingshuang's two swords were hovering in front of him, blocking the numerous sword energy in an instant. There has never been any trouble. Even if there is no harm at all, it would be quite unpleasant to hear the news that it was the disciple's sword energy that was used on the master.
At this moment, Yun Zhong was unaware that there was nothing in front of him, only the white rain curtain stretched across it. The fire energy that had not yet been purified from his Dantian had already jumped into his chest and abdomen without knowing when, and spread all over his limbs and bones, swimming through the meridians of his body. It already has the meaning of a wildfire starting a prairie fire, rising straight up, not far from the spiritual platform between the foreheads. Others would probably have thought that Yun Zhong was frightened and paralyzed in his sleep, and had not yet come to his senses. However, when Wu Shuang cleared away all the energy in Yun Zhong's body and opened a path, he put one palm of his hand on Yun Zhong's forehead and heart. Then he noticed something strange, and hurriedly used his inner energy to calm down the nameless fire energy flowing around his body. Even with Wu Shuang's cultivation level, it took him a stick of incense to barely suppress the invisible fire energy back. Yunzhong Dantian.
"Master is okay?"
By the time Yun Zhong stretched his waist and woke up again, Wu Shuang had already taken two futons and sat in the empty room with only powder left. Hearing his disciple speak, he curled his lips and replied angrily, "Don't be angry again." Two times, your master should have gone crazy and gone into a state of demonic self-subjugation. You really don’t have any worries, so it’s best to go down the mountain quickly and find something to do, and don’t cause trouble all day long.”
Outside the house, Zhao Ziyang also woke up. He was still a little bleary-eyed at the moment. He saw his junior brother waking up and winking at the latter. Without Yun Zhong taking a closer look, he knew that he was talking about not drinking when he was not strong enough to drink. What could he do?
However, Li Fuan, who had been standing behind Zhao Ziyang, could see it clearly. Zhao Ziyang, a master who never panicked outside the mountain, the young man in the house always rubbed the corners of his clothes until he woke up, and it was only now that he was loose. Open both hands.
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"It's probably because of the so-called Heart Tribulation. I've seen many people die inside, but the fire that has been dormant in the Xu Dan for a while got through. It's not a big deal."
Immediately, Yun Zhong's face was filled with smiles, but in this smile, Wu Shuang, Zhao Ziyang and Yan Jiaqing, who had just woken up, all felt something, but they didn't know how to put it, and even felt that the young man should not Instead of greeting him with a smile, he should be crying happily.
But Yunzhong really wanted to laugh.
Still in the world.
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