Chapter 178: Pluck the snow to find flowers, burn the lanterns to continue the day
Chapter 178: Pluck the snow to find flowers, burn lanterns to continue the day
boom!
The blood glow passed directly between his eyebrows and struck the Xishui River outside the ancient city of Taichu!
The Xi River surged and roared, and the blood-stained water waves rose into the sky with a loud noise, but they could not get close to the towering city wall outside the ancient city of Taichu.
Shen Xue Tu Di stood quietly on the spot. As the snow-white divine power dissipated rapidly, the brocade snow clothes she wore also shattered inch by inch. After a few breaths, her jade-like flawless body was completely revealed in front of countless living beings.
"What a nice view!"
"This is Chen Xue, the Supreme God of the Earth. This is actually the Supreme God of the Earth!"
"It turns out... gods can also be blasphemed."
After a moment of excitement, it was replaced by silence and dead silence.
Hundreds of thousands of creatures looked at Chenxue Land's jade body from the inside out.
"Ji Yuenian, I want you to die!"
The girl suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Ji Yuenian with extremely malicious eyes.
At this time, many blood-red cracks appeared on his jade-like snow-skinned skin. These cracks were constantly expanding and seemed to burst completely at any time.
Under the slight opening of his sandalwood mouth, a white rainbow penetrated out, carrying the unstoppable power of the true spirit of the Righteous God, and quickly attacked and killed Ji Yuenian.
boom!
The bloody sword light exploded completely, strangulating Shen Xuelu's divine body into countless fragments. In her last consciousness before falling into darkness, she vaguely saw the young man taking out a snow-white light ball and blocking it casually.
forward.
That was exactly the divine power condensed pill that I condensed with the three sources of divine power a long time ago. However, the divine power condensed pill now has traces of dark streaks on it, swallowing up all the snow-white light rainbow that I spit out at the end.
Got in.
"No, I will curse you at the cost of your true spirit being shattered!"
The shrill and vicious screams became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely. A tiny black flower mark emerged from nothingness, and was printed directly on Ji Yuenian's eyebrows.
Chenxue Tutu gave up the opportunity to save the remaining spirit of the righteous god in exchange for a vicious curse on Ji Yuenian.
"This curse is a bit troublesome, but it is not impossible to resolve. I will help you afterwards..."
Ji Suming frowned slightly, and before he finished speaking, he saw a twelve-petal golden lotus mark emerging from the center of Ji Yuenian's eyebrows, completely swallowing the dark flower without leaving any trace of its existence.
"This god's methods are very clumsy, and there is no need for ancestors to take action." Ji Yuenian glanced at the place where Shen Xue's divine body collapsed with an incomprehensible expression, and spoke softly.
"Yes, it seems that you have the same luck as I did back then, and you also have many adventures." Ji Su Ming's eyes showed a hint of approval, "Only in this way can you reach a higher level of cultivation.
Every person who has achieved great power has once had a series of adventures. If it were not for the luck and adventure, most living beings would hardly be able to achieve true power."
At this moment, more than 20 souls who were in the realm of returning to their true nature ascended from the air one after another, and walked under the two of them. They bowed respectfully and said, "I have met my ancestors."
"I've met Mr. Ji Yuenian."
Ji Yuenian killed Chen Yanyang who was in the Divine Sea Yunling Realm within the Destroying Sun Territory. This incident had almost spread throughout the Yuanyan Territory, and it was passed down by word of mouth among the several Ji family members who survived a hundred years ago. Now,
More than a hundred of the Ji family bloodline already know that this person is the undecided holy son of Taiyu Shengzong's third mountain range, Ji Yuenian.
"Let's go."
Ji Suming frowned slightly, waved his sleeves and robe, and a divine light appeared out of thin air and directly swept all these people back to Anyang County.
Ji Yuenian handed over the two snow-white light balls and the spirit-catching ghost clothes that he had just taken to Ji Suming, and said: "I still need to trouble my ancestors to use the source of my divine power to connect to the divine seal."
Ji Suming lowered his eyes, looking at the dark ribbon with the light flowing, and there was a little wonder in his eyes: "Your thoughts are really amazing. If this happens, the newly born Taichu God
It is no different from your clone, and the wonder and mystery within it are truly indescribable."
"We still need to thank our ancestors. Without the cultivation level of our ancestors in the Divine Sea Yunling realm, this matter would never be possible in a short time." Ji Yuenian knew about this matter and needed Ji Suiming to take action himself, so naturally he couldn't.
I will give all the credit to myself.
Ji Suming shook his head and stopped talking. Instead, he directly laid down a curtain of divine light on his side and said: "I will capture the Taichu Divine Seal here and pass your spirit-capturing ghost clothes through the snow-covered land."
The original divine power is refined into it, and during this period of time, you will be in charge of all matters in the Taichu territory."
Ji Yuenian was silent for a while and said: "Shan."
The Yin Qi of heaven and earth lingered out. When Ji Yuenian fell into Anyang County, the place where Ji Suming was in the sky had turned into a ball of black and white light with a radius of a hundred feet, and there was a huge vortex on it.
It flowed out and swallowed up the vitality of heaven and earth in the Taichu territory.
"I've met Mr. Ji Yuenian!"
"I've met the young master!"
There were more than a hundred Ji family members, both male and female, of all shapes and sizes. At this moment, they saw Ji Yuenian, who was wearing Mo Yuan's cloud-patterned robe, slowly falling down. Regardless of what they were thinking, their faces showed respect.
Although these people had never heard what Ji Suming said just now, with Ji Yuenian's status... no one in the Ji family today could compete with him.
"Without ceremony," Ji Yuenian landed on the several-foot-long stone bridge in Anyang City, and his calm eyes slowly swept across the Ji family members with different expressions, "Where is Ji Luohai?"
thump.
"Young Master! Please spare my life!"
Ji Luohai's face turned pale as he walked out from behind several members of the Ji family who had returned to their true state, and actually knelt directly under the stone bridge.
Ji Yuenian lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Luohai who was kneeling on the ground and shivering. Things that happened a hundred years ago gradually emerged before his eyes.
This long-standing title of "Eldest Young Master" now sounds as if it was a lifetime ago.
The rest of the Ji family looked at the usually majestic elder in disbelief, and were shocked and inexplicable.
Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly and said, "What are you guilty of?"
At this time, cold sweat was oozing out from Ji Luohai's forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "My eldest son, please spare my life! I was once greedy for profit, and when the Ji family was at its weakest, I did what I did to add insult to injury. I deserve it."
Death!"
Ji Yuenian actually laughed a little for a moment, waved his sleeves and said, "I didn't call you here for this reason."
"What?" Ji Luohai seemed to have come back from the hell gate. He raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked blankly at Ji Yuenian on the stone bridge, "Young Master..."
"Does the Zhao family still exist today?" Ji Yueyang flicked her sleeves and spoke softly, "The old head of the Zhao family... Zhao Xingyan, has he ever passed away?"
Zhao Xingyan was the person who brought Zhao Yinyue out of the Yueling Remnant Realm.
When Princess Ao Li's true spirit memory was concealed, Ji Yuenian never noticed the half-crazy and half-foolish Patriarch Zhao, but now that he thought about it... there must be clues about Patriarch Zhao about Ao Li.
There is even a slight possibility that through Zhao Xingyan, he can reveal the scene deep in his memory that Ji Yuenian still puzzles over.
Under the bright white moonlight, Zhao Yinyue was playing with some wood carvings that had never appeared in the records of Beiju Luzhou, while Ji Hong was horrified and called these wood carvings "the evil gods that have never existed before."
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But Zhao Yinyue called those wood carvings "Arhats".
"My eldest son, there are only two aristocratic families left in the ancient city of Taichu: the Ji family and the Zhao family. The old head of the Zhao family seems to have disappeared for many years. I don't know if he is still alive at this time." Without Ji Yuenian's permission.
, Ji Luohai is still kneeling on the ground at this moment, but his frightened expression just now has become much more relaxed.
"Follow me to Zhao's house immediately."
With a flick of his sleeves, Ji Yuenian stood up from the stone bridge, and a burst of profound energy directly swept Ji Luohai, who was in the upper realm of Guizhen, to his side.
"Yes, eldest son!"
Ji Luohai nodded hurriedly, knowing that he had saved his life and felt at ease.
Before leaving with Ji Yuenian, he turned around, put on a majestic face, and said to everyone in the Ji family: "You wait here, no one is allowed to leave Anyang without permission before the eldest son and I return."
County town!"
"Yes, Great Elder."
Scattered echoes came up, and it was obvious that Ji Luohai's performance just now was extremely unbearable, which made the blood of the Ji family get to know this "Shangzhen" again.
Fuliucheng, Zhaojia.
This city was built decades ago, specifically to house the Zhao family.
In the west corner of Fuliu City, the gray river water flows under the rocks. A few crows fluttered their wings and climbed onto the decayed branches. The old courtyard was already full of weeds, and it was obvious that it had
No one has come to clean it for a long time.
"Pluck the snow to find flowers, burn the lamp to make the day..."
An old and hoarse voice came intermittently. A thin old man was lying on a dilapidated wooden couch, looking up at the hundred-foot black and white light ball above the sky of Taichu Ancient City, and murmuring in a low voice.