Chen Luo first used the technique of communicating the spirit and demons, summoned Lang Sheng to protect the surrounding magic, and then sat cross-legged outside the magic array, took out the Qiankun bag and placed it in the center of the magic array.

He made a gesture to activate the magic array, and a black light rose from the magic array, slowly lifting the Qiankun bag, and even a trace of black light merged into the bag.

A dark light flashed around the Qiankun bag, and a hazy black figure slowly appeared, which was the image of the general ghost.

"Thank you for your help, please help me." Chen Luo smiled slightly, got up and walked into the magic circle, sat down under the Qiankun bag, and the shadow of the general ghost was just shrouded on him.

He slowly used the secret technique of nourishing the spirit with ghosts, and a faint light shone out from the ghost's phantom and gathered towards his eyebrows.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, and a hint of pain appeared on his face, but he forced himself to endure the nameless martial arts, and tried to hit the bottleneck of the Soul Condensation Period again.

In a blink of an eye, several months passed.

The New Year has passed, and the weather here in the Yellow River is still colder and it snows heavily today.

Snowflakes are flying on the vast river surface, and the world is in a general way. It is almost impossible to tell which is the river surface and where is the sky...

Such weather is not suitable for shipping and fishing, so there is no ship or fishing boat on the river surface.

However, such beautiful scenery is suitable for literati and nobles who are not worried about their livelihood to enjoy the snow and see the scenery.

I saw a three-story painting boat that was twenty or thirty feet long and three floors high slowly walking in the Yellow River. The sheng flag was flying above, and it turned out to be bright yellow, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes. It was obvious that there were people from the royal family in the painting boat.

The music of orchestras and the sound of singing and dancing came from it. Sometimes, someone recited a poem loudly and enjoyed the snow.

At this moment, the river surface hundreds of feet away from the front of the pleasure boat suddenly rolled violently, and a huge vortex appeared. There were countless small vortexes surrounding it, causing strong winds nearby.

At the same time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the river surface was also severely chaotic, gathering towards the huge vortex, and gusts of strong winds were also raised in the sky, forming a larger vortex of airflow, making a long thunder-like sound.

The sails of the pleasure boat were also affected by the strong wind, and a violent swaying, and several flags on the boat were directly broken by the strong wind and rolled into the sky.

"What's going on!" The singing and dancing on the boat came to an abrupt end, and a group of people rushed out of the cabin.

The person in charge is a young man wearing a bright yellow robe, a golden crown and a folding fan. He looks in his twenties, with starry eyes and beautiful eyebrows, full sky, and purple light appears on his eyebrows, giving people a very noble feeling.

There was still someone standing next to the young man with a bright yellow dress and a phoenix crown. It was the girl surnamed Li who had met twice at the auction of the auction in Wanqiu City and Xuanyuan Pavilion.

There were more than a dozen people standing behind the two, all of whom were young men and women in fine clothes, with extraordinary temperament, and obviously they were all people with great identities.

There were also several feathers wearing Taoist robes standing around, but they were all monks.

The young man surnamed Wu was here at this moment, but he stood on the edge of the crowd, and his pride on his face had long disappeared, and he had only humility and respect.

A middle-aged feather with a purple Taoist robe and a thunder-yang crown stood in front of the young man surnamed Wu. Their facial features were somewhat similar, and they seemed to be related by blood.

"Report to Your Highness Nine, the spiritual energy tide in front of you is surging, and the strong wind is whirling. It should be that there is a cultivator who is in seclusion at the bottom of the river, trying to break through the realm, which triggers the celestial phenomena." A Taoist holding Chen Fu in the hand stood behind the young man in Jinguan. He looked at the river in front, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said.

This Taoist man has a strange appearance, with white hair, but no wrinkles on his face. He looks extremely young, but his face is a little sickly pale for some reason.

While speaking, the man waved his hand and brushed the dust.

A layer of green light appeared out of thin air, covering the entire pleasure boat. There were wonderful patterns flashing in the green light, and a little bit of light flashed, like stars in the night sky.

The pleasure boat immediately became stable, and the wind in the sky was blowing and the whirlpools in the river could not affect it at all.

At this moment, the spiritual vortex in the distance suddenly stopped working, let out a clear sound and collapsed and drifted. Rainbow-like rays appeared in the sky, which looked very beautiful.

The whirlpool on the river surface also disappeared. After a few breaths, everything returned to calm and the snowflakes continued to float down.

"It seems to be over. National Master, you may see what level this person has? Did he succeed in breaking through just now?" asked Jin Guan Youth with interest.

"The breakthrough has been successful. Judging from the fluctuations of this spiritual energy, it should be a cultivator in the Soul Condensation Stage." The Taoist said with a smile.

"Hmph! A cultivator who had just broken through the Soul Condensation Stage dared to disturb His Highness the Ninth Prince and Princess Shu's snow appreciation, and even damaged the imperial flag. He was extremely guilty. He went down to pull him out and asked His Highness to surrender." The purple-robed feather in front of the young man surnamed Wu suddenly snorted coldly, walked out, saluted the young man Jinguan, and said.

"According to the national teacher, this person was a breakthrough in seclusion, which triggered the celestial phenomena. It was not intentional, so there was no need to make a big fuss." The young man from Jinguan shook his head and said.

"Although it was done unintentionally, it is a fact that this person destroyed the imperial flag. If it is not severely punished, it will not be enough to demonstrate the power of our Tang Dynasty royal family. If this matter spreads, it will make those immortal cultivators despise the court. Please ask your highness to observe clearly." The purple-robed feather man seemed unwilling to accept it and said again.

When talking about the prestige of the court, the young man from Jinguan couldn't help but look at the Taoist who was called the national teacher.

"What the martial arts fellow said is reasonable. Your Highness is worse than correct. We also just admire the martial arts fellow's Firing Heaven Immortal Technique. But here is above the Yellow River, with rich water vapor and restraining the martial arts fellow's fire-type magical powers. Can you please help me?" The Taoist of the national teacher showed a meaningful smile and said.

"A mere cultivator who has just broken through the Soul Condensation Stage, Master Yuan will not bother you. I will bring him later." The purple-robed feather snorted coldly, and did not see how he cast his spell. His body had already flew out, and in a few breaths reached the sky above the previous vortex.

"Who is the demon who dares to interfere with the imperial ship? Come out!" The man shouted angrily and pointed his fingers a little.

With a sharp roar of "swish", a red sword light shot out from his sleeve, and it stabbed towards Hanoi like a meteor, making an extremely loud roar, resounding through the river surface for more than ten miles.

"Martial Taoist fellow's meteor sword is becoming more and more powerful. Nephew Wu, your father's cultivation is not far from the middle stage of Soul Condensation, right?" Another feather man with a crescent hair and a young face on the ship asked the young man surnamed Wu.
Chapter completed!