"The white moon rushes into the earth, revealing ten caves." Wenzu Anhua fiddled with his painful head, his expression dejected.
Bingzu stepped forward and asked, "Is this all you see?"
Anhua pursed his lips and nodded, "This is all I saw in Zhao Jian Ce."
Bingzu took out the Han Dao (Huanshou Dao) from his waist and said, "It's time to go back."
Anhua nodded and entered the cave in the mountain with An Li. …
In Weizhou, people spent their days hiding in shops as usual.
A group of monks strolled along the streets filled with vendors, receiving surprised and surprised looks from passers-by.
Bai Zhiyi asked Xiang Qin Motuo in confusion, "What? Weizhou is so xenophobic?"
Qin Motuo narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Today is different from yesterday. Your Majesty, what are the characteristics of these many shops?"
Bai Zhiyi casually looked at a pavilion, and saw smoke and clouds curling up on the top of the building, and beside the high threshold, there were dancing and singing.
"It seems that only the tops of high-rise buildings can have feasting scenes." Bai Zhiyi replied.
Qin Motuo responded quietly, "Those people have status in Weizhou and are definitely not casual cultivators. They are not afraid of being captured as soldiers."
Bai Zhiyi suddenly realized, "I think these small businessmen and hawkers also have people above their heads. So, will we be arrested and join the army?"
The monks from the Xiao family on the side quickly stepped forward and assured, "Those who live in low-income families do not know your majesty's identity, but the Xiao family will never dare to neglect your majesty."
Bai Zhi Yi hid and did not answer, looking at Bai Zimo behind him.
Bai Zimo was accompanied by Bu Guren, Feng Jingliu, Qi Yunhai, and Twelve Days.
Under Qin Motuo's suggestion, everyone chose to attack Zhengdingyuan today.
Three months have passed since the conflict broke out between Yuanding Province and Shang Kingdom.
Yuanding Province has the support of Qianlongwen and other sects behind it. It is not surprising that it is engaged in a long tug-of-war with Shang State. On the contrary, it is the ancient Qin Province Qianxunpu's standstill attitude that is intriguing.
Closer to home, the time when Gu Yucheng and Qin Motuo broke off contact was exactly three months ago. Qin Motuo speculated based on this that the Ninth Ancestor probably used this time to return to Zhengdingyuan.
As for judging the timing, he relied on the Qi Jade given to Gu Yucheng by Qin Motuo. ——The piece of spiritual jade that contains the yin and yang energy of Qin Motuo.
Qiyu could sense Gu Yucheng's condition. In recent days, Gu Yucheng's bloodline had fluctuated extremely violently, which prompted Qin Motuo to send a request to Bai Zimo to raid Weizhou.
Bai Zhi Yi Cong tapped his finger and immediately decided on the raid. ——Although Weizhou was controlled by the Nine Ancestors, his surname was still Xiao.
The group of people were managed up and down by the Xiao family openly and secretly, and they easily arrived at the entrance of Zhengdingyuan.
Bai Zimo was the first to step forward, and with a single click, a trembling feeling spread to everyone. The next moment, the tremor disappeared.
Bai Zimo said calmly, "The barrier is removed. - The Nine Ancestors will not sense our arrival."
Everyone was silent for a while. ——Bai Zimo’s strength makes people have to be silent.
Qi Yunhai muttered in a low voice, "How can the Jiuzu not notice the Qi Jade on Gu Yucheng's body? This may be a trap."
No one paid attention to the Qi Prefect whose mouth was getting worse and worse.
Relying on their high cultivation level, everyone was able to pass through Zhengdingyuan unimpeded. Even if they passed by dozens of monks gathered together, no one noticed.
Crossing the street, crossing the village houses, and entering the plain, you can see the stream getting wider and wider in the distance, the wind is blowing and the sun is hanging, and the river surface becomes plain.
In the end, the land had completely disappeared, leaving only a large lake lying quietly in front of us.
Qin Motuo's brows twitched, "...Gu Yucheng's bloodline can no longer guide me..."
Bai Zhiyi's eyes were as dull as stone and his face was expressionless. It seemed as if he had not heard Qin Motuo's words.
Without waiting for anyone to think about it, the big lake melted away quickly. The entire endless lake evaporated into a city of white mist in an incredible state in front of everyone, like snow meeting the scorching sun or a clod of earth blocking a knife.
The city is so high that you can't see the sky, and the city is so deep that you can't even see the bottom.
Everyone looked at the mist floating below their feet, and couldn't help but think of the vast lake with unknown depth.
Was it evaporated? ——It’s definitely not an illusion, it’s just been evaporated.
Once the Daze is steamed, the yin and yang
force?
Looking up, mist was billowing in the air, swirling in circles.
Bai Zimo looked at everything in front of him indifferently, drew his sword and sighed, "Absolute fairness will treat injustice more kindly. - I want Mr. Huang to come back and be safe?"
The fog city suddenly opened up, and a man came with a knife.
It was Anli, the soldier's ancestor.
Bai Zimo sighed, "Without the Supreme Preaching, the Nine Ancestors would never have had the power to disrupt the world."
An Li's expression was hidden in the fog, "If you have more than enough heart, you will never have enough power. If we have the heart to bring chaos to the world, we will never lack that power."
An Li turned his eyes and looked at the people in front of him mercilessly like a snake.
Bu Guren couldn't hold himself back and waved his hand lightly, and the mist behind An Li split. A flame burst out from the gap.
Before An Li could react, the flames became as thick as lava, dripping fire spots like rain.
As the fire dropped more and more, the flame became more and more swollen like white foam in a huge wave, until it blinded the eyes.
The scene in front of him was like Bu Guren throwing a large lake of lava above An Li's head, and it was raining in this lake.
The red lake is gorgeous, the foggy city is dark, the bright light competes with the white air, and the scenery for thousands of miles is beautiful, it is like being in a fairyland.
This is the first time Bai Zhiyi has experienced the realm of yin and yang in such a real way.
Which one can be called a Yin-Yang fight? It actually makes the world less dusty.
Bai Zhiyi couldn't guess, let alone describe, how the foggy city in front of him was spread in an instant, nor could he see how the sky-burning lake above his head was transformed in a blink of an eye.
An Li looked at the rain of fire falling from the sky above his head, twirled his beard and chuckled, "The guest sprinkles the rain of fire, while I cook the mist."
Mist the size of a fingernail swirled above An Li's head.
Fire droplets fell off all over the sky, but they converged on that bit of mist like water.
The first fire droplet to arrive made a "squeak" sound, and then emitted a wisp of smoke. Green smoke soared into the sky, heading straight for the Burning Sky Lake.
No matter how many thousands of fire drops there are, they will all be reduced to a little mist.
The sound of "呲呲" and "呲塲" are endless. The green smoke is like a wisp at first, but in the blink of an eye it is like a pillar.
Bu Guren gritted his teeth, and his temples were already sweating.
Bu Guren obviously tried his best, but the fire droplets still could not bypass the nail-sized mist above An Li's head. Instead, the green smoke gathered more and more, covering the lake of fire above his head. Become a new big obstacle...
Bai Zimo saw something was wrong, and just when he was about to open his mouth to stop it, the green smoke spiraled up and went straight into the lake of fire.
The vast lake is filled with green air, and when the two touch each other, smoke and dust fly in all directions.
In the foggy city, the bright red lake above the head suddenly hid in the blue smoke.
The green smoke spread out and became entangled with the mist.
White and green, or like a herring lying in the beautiful water?
It's like the white wind blowing from the blue sky.
The smoke is like a horse's hair, its momentum is vast, free and elegant. Dust is like water overflowing, its power is endless and lasts forever.
Bai Zhiyi and his party were caught up in the two-color energy, feeling that the space in all directions was like sand and gravel in an urn, being constantly scattered and stirred, creating endless chaos that enchanted the eyes and gradually confused people's hearts.
Just when everyone was about to feel dizzy and faint, Bai Zimo's voice penetrated into everyone's ears.
"Certainly!"
When Bai Zimo settled, everyone felt that the smoke was no longer entangled, and the scene in front of them was really settled.
The green air is like lotus root silk, and the white mist is like broken petals, all mixed together.
All four directions are the same, up and down. As far as the eye can see, there is no difference.
Just like the "flying flower breaks off its branches but does not fall into the stream; the sea flows across the river, but the waves are stopped in an instant."
An Li laughed loudly, "He is indeed the best in the world! A sudden wave can make the world hang in a suspense! - Bai Zimo, look up!"
Bai Zimo was resolute and calm, not moving at all.
The rest of the people, on the other hand, couldn't help but look up.
I saw that the big lake was condensed into stones, and the green air was condensed into mountains.
An Li held a green mountain in his palm.
"I saw how charming Qingshan was, and I didn't expect Qingshan to see me like this!" An Li waved his palm, causing Qingshan to hang upside down and stab Bai Zimo directly.
"Jun
I can hold a green mountain and dare to talk about charm; I can hold a sword and make the sky open! "
