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The ice storm was silent, bringing the boundless cold to the earth, and everything was extinguished in an instant!
The sky is freezing, the earth is freezing, the wind and clouds are freezing, the whole world is frozen in the cold!
Then there was the sound of freezing clouds crashing on the mountain peaks! That sound was like a horn, kicking off the chorus of all things - the crackling sound of rocks cracking under the sudden drop in temperature; the explosion sound of deep-frozen ice breaking; the clouds rich in water vapor condensing in the wind. The rustling sound of ice particles rubbing against each other; the squeaking sound of ice cones growing crazily... and of course the sound of human bodies breaking... Endless sounds can be heard in the mountains and canyons hundreds of miles away.
Zheng Bagu held her head tightly and blocked her ears. She had never imagined that the endless freezing and shattering sounds could be so terrifying, almost driving her crazy. At this moment, due to the profound cultivation of the Nascent Soul cultivator, her vision and hearing are extremely sharp, but it brings unbearable nightmares.
When all this reaches its peak, it finally comes to an end. What also ended was the legendary magic released by Lu Liu.
Lu Liu ignored Zheng Bagu. He walked to the edge of the cliff and listened to the natural sounds brought by the magic. The sound that made Zheng Bagu almost collapse was as sweet as perfect music to his ears. Lu Yuan has Lu Yuan's world. Monk Jianglong has a world of monks, but for Lu Liu... everything in front of him is his world. This is his most important and only job in the world - that's what he exists for - to unleash a magic. As well as annihilating a group of people.
"Lu Yuan's After Tomorrow", just by hearing the name, you can tell that this legendary spell is not done with enough care. It should be said that it is Lu Yuan's game. It was a semi-finished product he created casually in order to recreate the extremely cold scene in the movie "The Day After Tomorrow". The reason why Lu Yuan is not so serious is because the movie "The Day After Tomorrow" itself is to create spectacle and special effects, and deliberately ignores the science. The principles described in it are completely pseudo-science, and they don’t even sound very reliable.
So if you try to do what the movie says, you are asking for trouble. To realize the frozen world in the movie. At least three prerequisites are required, absolute temperature difference, smooth heat conduction and water vapor content. The temperature difference and rapidly flowing air bring about extremely rapid cooling. The required richness of water vapor is about - not in the rain is better than in the rain. Lu Yuan only completed the first half of the magic and put it down because he believed that this legendary level magic had no practical value. The water vapor concentration alone seems to have no other applicable environment except the sea surface late at night in summer.
It was Lu Liu who insisted on completing the magic. He found the Blue Mirage Bottle and made up for the last shortcoming of the legendary magic.
The raging storm gradually weakened, and countless voices gradually stopped. As the legendary magic ended, even the thick fog on the mountain began to gradually dissipate.
"Ahem!" Lu Liu, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, covered his mouth and coughed hard. A handful of bright red blood sprayed on the black robe. "How are you?" Zheng Bagu couldn't help but ask, because Lu Liu's face looked as pale as snow, even a little transparent. "It's okay. I can still hold on, thanks to your beads. Thank you!" Lu Liu reluctantly smiled at Zheng Bagu and handed the Snow Soul Bead back to Zheng Bagu.
"Do you want me to help you go down to rest?" Zheng Bagu asked. Seeing that the thick fog at the bottom of the mountain was about to dissipate, Zheng Bagu suddenly felt frightened. On the one hand, she wanted to help Lu Liu, but more importantly, she wanted to leave here immediately. She always felt that there seemed to be some extremely terrifying scene hidden under the thick fog.
"There are still things that need to be done." Lu Liu reluctantly sat down against the stone wall. He took out the jade bottle again and pointed the mouth of the bottle away from the cliff. Suddenly, like a giant whale sucking water, the milky white mist between the mountains and valleys poured into the jade bottle. In the blink of an eye, he was sucked clean! The eight hundred miles of rivers and mountains frozen under the thick fog are exposed. The next moment, bright sunlight poured down. Eight hundred miles of crystal clear mountains and rivers, glacial lakes, ice cones, glaciers, and ice waterfalls reflect each other in the sunshine. Shine as brightly as a diamond...
But Zheng Bagu didn't look at the beautiful scenery. Her eyes were completely attracted to the mountainside of the Snowy Mountains - there were thousands of lifelike "ice sculptures" standing there!
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"Ahem!" Blood sprayed on his sleeves as if for free, but Lu Liu continued to wave his staff and cast spells without any care. But the spell he released this time was very simple, it just pulled an inexplicable guy over. As the spell was completed, a mysterious aura descended on the top of the mountain. After Lu Liu muttered a few words that no one could understand, the breath swept along the hillside across the bodies of thousands of evil sect members who had frozen to death.
As the breath spread, the souls of those people were pushed out of their bodies and flew into reincarnation.
But this time, they don't have any privileges - many cultivators reincarnate once, and it's as simple as taking off their pants. They cannot commit suicide, but they can commit suicide by the hands of others, which they call military liberation. The reasons for pursuing Hyōkai are all kinds of strange, some are because of poor physical qualifications in this life; some are because they have accumulated enough blessings and will be more lucky in the next life; some are simply because their virginity was lost and they want to change to a virgin body...
In other words, cultivators use reincarnation as a tool for cleansing. How beautiful it is to be able to carry your cultivation and the memories of this life with you every time, and go to the next life with ease. Unfortunately, it no longer works this time, and it is likely not to work from now on - the Chinese luck summoned by Lu Liu directly intercepted all their cultivation, personal luck and other intangible things. ! From now on, the rules have changed!
These fortunes and spiritual powers are another great complement to China's fortunes as they approach the end of the Dharma.
And this is just the beginning. Whether they are heretical or Taoist orthodox, their personnel structure is pyramid-shaped. How many human and earthly immortals are there? There are hundreds or a thousand times as many ordinary cultivators as the foundation. The side sect was already weak, but in the battle between the Snow Mountain and Hanshan Temple, only one of the top masters fell. But with thousands of grassroots personnel being killed, the decline of the heresy is a foregone conclusion!
in the future. The reduced luck from the left will be continuously replenished to the Chinese luck. The two themselves are the relationship between rivers and ditches. But in Lu Yuan's thinking, instead of letting his luck be continuously consumed in the confrontation between good and evil, it is better to withdraw it and use it to maintain China's luck. This is his strategy to draw fuel from the bottom of the cauldron!
In front of Lu Yuan, the swordfighter from Ciyun Temple stabbed Emei fiercely, and then with his backhand, he chopped down a bystander who was on the verge of death! Next, he will definitely point his sword at Xuanmen again... In this world, it seems like taking jujube pills!
After doing all this, Lu Liu's body was as pale as a shadow, but he was smiling with satisfaction. He told Zheng Bagu. "Hide for a while and forget everything you saw! Remember, what happens in the Snowy Mountains has nothing to do with you!"
Before his body dissipated, Lu Ba looked at the mountains covered with ice peaks and proudly left his last words. "This magic is proof that I have been in this world before."
This glacier has not melted for hundreds of years.
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Venerable Poison Dragon at the foot of the mountain looked silently at the gradually fading fog on the mountain without saying a word. Someone among the eight demons of Qingluo Valley suggested reluctantly. "I heard from Wei Fengniang that Zheng Bagu, the goddess of disaster back then, lived in seclusion on the mountain over there. Is she responsible for this thick fog?"
Venerable Poison Dragon remained silent. But judging from his faintly green face and slightly trembling palms, he might have guessed something.
Then suddenly, the thick fog that blocked the view quickly faded like the tide, exposing the blocked scene below without reservation! "Hiss!" The eight demons took a breath of cold air, which was so cold that it chilled their lungs! To know that thousands of frozen human figures suddenly appeared in front of them, the shock it brought was simply unprecedented!
Who is such a big deal? How dare you massacre thousands of people in one breath!
These are not thousands of mortals, but thousands of cultivators—the worst among them are also foundation builders. There are also many Nascent Soul cultivators, but at this moment, they all died on the snowy mountain! When I think of the relatives, friends and sects involved behind these thousands of people. The Eight Demons only felt that their scalp was numb and their two genitals were fighting. This matter is getting big! It's simply too big! This is a whirlpool that will drag the entire world of cultivation into it!
Don't talk about the Eight Demons. Even the unscrupulous Venerable Poison Dragon didn't dare, but... "Yuan Shu, Yuan Shu, how dare he?!" The Eight Demons shouted in disbelief.
"It doesn't matter whether Monk Yuanshu did it or not," Venerable Poison Dragon sighed and pointed at the huge group of ice sculptures. I saw an ice sculpture standing on a low cliff on the mountainside. Who else could it be if it wasn't Monk Yuan Shu? He seemed to have fled there to avoid the pursuers, and then was also frozen into an ice sculpture by the sudden cold wave! "Because he is dead." Seeing this scene, the Eight Demons' hearts fell into the abyss. As long as they are not stupid, they will definitely understand what will happen next.
Lu Liu and Zheng Bagu were hiding on the top of the mountain. They were located above the sea of clouds, and Venerable Poison Dragon could not see them from his current position. It's useless even if you see it, because this kind of magic, like a natural disaster, has never appeared in the world! But if a few suspects are listed and a thousand people are asked to guess who did this cold wave - then one person may guess it is Zheng Bagu because of her Snow Soul Bead; ten people think it is Monk Yuanshu's deathbed. Counterattack, because he has reason to do so - but the remaining 989 people will think that Venerable Poison Dragon did it!
Because he has strength! He is the only Earth Immortal present within a thousand miles! This is an irrefutable fact.
Only Venerable Poison Dragon knew that it had nothing to do with him. Even if he had taken a few steps earlier, he might even have fallen into it. But no one will listen to his explanation, and after tomorrow, his evil reputation will spread all over the world! Thinking of this, Venerable Poison Dragon seemed to have aged dozens of years. "Let's go." He then added, "Keep those ice sculptures safe, that may be our last chance..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a "thrust" sound, and an extremely ordinary-looking man emerged from a snowdrift!
Venerable Poison Dragon and the Eight Demons looked at him in amazement, and he also looked at Poison Dragon and the Eight Demons in amazement. Both sides were a little unbelievable. "There are still people alive?" said one of the Eight Demons. "Hey! Who are you? What happened on the mountain? Tell me clearly!"
The man had just emerged from the snow. Although he had saved a small life, his face was still livid from the cold and his nose was full of runny nose. "Friends from... at the foot of the mountain,... you... you guys... Sneeze!!!" He was already cold and trembling as he spoke, but when he was blown by the mountain wind... he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Sneeze" Suddenly, a big sneeze came out!
The sneezing sound was like the first domino, spraying an ice sculpture near him into crystal ice dust! Then the vibration caused the second ice sculpture to break, and then the third...
"No!" The Eight Demons watched in despair. The ice sculpture that Venerable Poison Dragon wanted to keep as a "turnaround" actually shattered into ice powder on the ground... "What have you done?! You know what you have done." Really? I'm going to cut you to pieces with a thousand knives!" The Eight Demons roared wildly with hatred.
"You bully me too?" The ordinary survivor showed a very aggrieved expression, "I'm really fed up with this world!"
After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaoer crashed his head onto the rock next to him with the speed of lightning, like a bell jingling...
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