If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 370: All the Immortals in the Sky Come Down to the West Building in a Storm
Chapter 370: All the Immortals in the Sky Come Down to the West Building in a Storm
Zhao Qingping held a short halberd in his hand to guide the rivers. In his eyes, the rivers in the world were naturally filled with mist. These mists rose in the sky, and they seemed like wisps of fairy energy, waiting for his arrival.
Today, there is rain in the sky.
The two generals Feng and Yu held clouds in their hands. Their bodies were about a hundred feet tall. They looked down at the Heavenly Palace embedded in the void and integrated with the truth of heaven and earth.
The radiance of Tianque shone on them, giving the cyan armor on their bodies a mysterious aura.
The jade plate curling bottle is suspended in mid-air.
A towering building is reflected in the jade plate.
But rainwater dripped from the ice bottle and fell on the sky.
Shuiyunjun also has the mark of wind and rain on his forehead, just like the mark of wind and rain on Lu Jing's forehead.
He is the holder of the authority of heaven and earth. He is the original and only one.
But since Lu Jing in the mortal world came to control the wind and rain on the Hezhong Road, the authority of the West Tower was divided between Lu Jing.
This is also the meaning of heaven and earth.
The light seemed to be boiling.
The short halberd in Zhao Qingping's hand is also brewing. From a distance, it looks like rivers are lingering around it.
And behind these characters are thousands of immortals in the West Tower in the sky.
The West Tower in the Sky must maintain the truth of heaven and earth in the five cities on the twelfth floor, and the immortals in it cannot completely descend to the lower realms.
So at this moment, the people gathered around Tianque are only half of the immortals in the West Tower.
Among the immortals of thirty-six mansions, eighteen are coming.
Since Zhao Qingping, the first Fu Immortal, is in the lower realm, the two Fu Immortals ranked second and third will uphold the truth of heaven and earth and protect the Tianque passage.
Shuiyun Jun saw that the Tianque passage gradually turned into glass, letting the wind and rain from the sky fall into the mortal world.
He then stretched out a finger and pointed lightly at the world.
Immediately from the immortals, an immortal with an eye on his forehead came out, and stars shone in his eyes.
Starlight lingered around, falling straight on the earth, and then fell on the Valley of the Dead on Tai'an Road.
In the Valley of the Dead, Lu Jing stood on horseback in front of the skeletal corpses. Behind him, more than two thousand human practitioners were waiting peacefully.
Mr. Shuiyun was thoughtful.
Taibai Tower Master stood next to Shuiyun Jun, with his sword behind him and his face a little pale.
Although the terrifying arrow of Genkuro Nokura, the Nine-Best Man in the World, did not take his life or even injure him, it still confused the Taibai Building Master's aura.
"It's the land of hundreds of ghosts. Lu Jing does have some ideas."
The owner of Taibai Tower had a low voice, and he shook his head and said: "As early as about a year and a half ago, I showed up at Taibai Tower to guide Lu Jing Yuanshen to heaven.
It was a pity that during that time, the master did not take care of his small courtyard, nor did he study knowledge, nor did he recruit Lu Jing.
But in just over a year, he has gained the power to control the wind and rain, and even wants to let you have your next life in the world."
Mr. Shuiyun had an indifferent aura and was probably taciturn on weekdays. He also looked at the diffuse starlight and glanced at the human world below the passage.
The hundred-foot-tall General Fengzhong suddenly smiled.
His face was covered with a helmet, and his smile could not be seen. Only the thick laughter fell into the ears of Shuiyun Jun and Taibai Louzhu.
"When fighting in this land of hundreds of ghosts, the passage of hundreds of ghosts will be reopened without the need for Xilou to take action.
Hundreds of ghosts will emerge, and it doesn't matter if a few more people die in the human world. When the time comes, we can send immortals to the lower world, and we can get many of the remaining souls, so we no longer need to fiddle with the truth of heaven and earth."
There are also clouds and mist surrounding General Yu, and little drops of rain fall around him.
The owner of Taibai Tower looked at the Valley of the Dead below, and then glanced at Zhao Qingping.
"This Lu Jing is actually not easy to kill.
It took several months for the Jade Pot and Ice Plate to dig out the Tianque Passage.
The world is filled with these reckless people.
There are also strong people in the wilderness, just like the last spiritual wave.
Plus Mr. Qingdu, Mr. Jiu from Zhan Qingshan in the library, and the peach blossom demon..."
"Among those rivers and lakes, there is an Eight-level Jade Palace Immortal. Although he has never visited the Great Dragon Elephant, he cannot be underestimated.
What's more, the battlefield on earth is still in the land of hundreds of ghosts, while for us in the West Tower in heaven, it is a filthy place."
Mr. Shuiyun was thoughtful.
Zhao Qingping, dressed in Tsing Yi, nodded sincerely.
"Qingdu Lord, Peach Blossom Demon, and the one-armed gentleman who chopped off Qingshan, they are all figures in the library, and they are much stronger than some strong men in small countries who fought as a whole during the spiritual tide.
This trip to the lower realm is to kill Lu Jing, who has the power to control the wind and rain, but the real strong men in the world should not be underestimated."
The stormy general looked at him with a glance.
The Feng General spoke again and said: "How can practitioners in the human world compare with the immortals in heaven?
A melee in the Eight Realms will inevitably affect many immortals.
It would be a pity if the immortal died."
Shui Yunjun looked at the mortal world that was constantly becoming clearer in the glass passage.
On his long sleeves, clouds of mist bloomed.
"In this case, let's divide the land of hundreds of ghosts into a land of wind and rain."
Lord Shuiyun spoke slowly.
Taibai's eyes flashed with light.
"Are Shuiyun Lord sure that Lu Jing will be killed? Otherwise, by using the wind and rain energy like this, he will actually make a wedding dress for Lu Jing in the human world."
Mr. Shuiyun has not yet spoken.
The wind general spoke like a roaring wind.
"Don't worry, Master Taibai, the one who killed Lu Jing is Zhao Qingping!
West Tower has put so much effort into it, and will never give Lu Jing a chance to make a comeback."
Zhao Qingping entered the realm of wind and rain to kill Lu Jing...
The owner of Taibai seemed relieved and nodded.
At this moment, towers loomed in the sky.
Wonderland suddenly appears everywhere.
Two of the fairylands became clearer and clearer, and two guests in white, a man and a woman, emerged from them, the two masters of the fairylands.
When Taibai Building Master saw this scene, he looked towards the Tianque passage again.
"Since we are going to fall to the human world, we must be absolutely sure to kill the person who holds the power of heaven."
Mr. Shuiyun put his hands behind his back, and the mark on his forehead was faintly visible.
The two masters of the fairyland in white also saluted Lord Shuiyun.
The reason why he waited for several months was to strengthen this passage to accommodate more powerful people in the sky.
There are two more masters of the fairyland, so even if the battlefield is in the land of hundreds of ghosts, it will be no problem.
In the building suspended in the void, the owner of the White Tiger Immortal Tower put his hands behind his back and stared into the void.
In the Jade Immortal Tower, Qing Dujun's junior brother Bai Weizhi pursed his lips and was also waiting for this battle.
He hoped that his senior brother's human body would die in this battle, and that his soul would ascend to heaven and return to the Jade Immortal Tower.
Everyone has hope, and so do immortals.
General Yu and General Feng, who had never spoken a word since then, saw the glint of glass and took a step forward into the passage.
Suddenly, the passage was stormy and flashing with light.
The thick mist shimmered, and a terrifying light lingered in it.
Mr. Shuiyun flicked his sleeves, and the sky tower shone with divine light.
The immortal in the sky walked into the passage following the divine light.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Palace that had sunk into the void emerged, entrenched at the intersection of the human world and heaven.
Above the Tianque, there are square pavilions, fairyland after fairyland, and even five fairy cities.
In Taidi City, a huge immortal face looked down on everything.
And in the world.
The Great Candle King, who was originally wearing a bronze sword on his waist and driving a six-dragon chariot to patrol the territory of Northern Qin, seemed to be aware of this.
He stood up, his body as tall as a mountain, but there was more interest in his eyes.
"Mr. Da, why do you always have geniuses in your library?" King Zhu asked.
Beside the chariot, a young man in Confucian robes with an ordinary face and a tall figure smiled casually.
"It's not that geniuses come out of the library, but geniuses come out of the world."
Mr. Da said: "It's just that the library has all kinds of teachings and gathers the world's knowledge. If the proud people want to learn, they will inevitably go to the library.
Your Majesty, Northern Qin is already a high mountain that can no longer be disintegrated. Perhaps it is time to build a library that belongs to the people of Northern Qin."
The mysterious clothes on the Great Candle King were scattered randomly, as if a sky curtain covered the world.
He was noncommittal.
Instead, the six-dragon chariot landed on a mountain.
A thin old man was waiting for the Big Candle King and Mr. Big on the mountain.
"Admiral."
"Mr. Big."
That old man was none other than the legendary grandson of the Northern Qin Dynasty.
Beside Grand Gongsun, Gongsun Suyi was also waiting peacefully, saluting to the Great Candle King.
"There are indeed many geniuses in the world, but the energy in the world is not as strong as in the heavens."
Grand Gongsun's voice was old and he glanced at Gongsun Suyi again.
"But in just a few years, after the Marquis of Zhongshan and the Prince of the East Palace, there was another young man in Dafu who could rival you.
You can't just indulge in arranging troops, you should also practice a lot."
Mr. Da smiled and said: "General Suyi is only one step away from the big dragon elephant. He just lacks the opportunity like Zhongshan Marquis."
Gongsun Suyi still wears the white fox mask on her face. King Da Zhu allows her not to take off the mask when meeting anyone. This is a gift from the king.
"This can be regarded as a grand event in my world."
Grand Gongsun's rickety body suddenly stretched out a finger, and the scene in the Valley of the Dead suddenly appeared in the void.
"Dafu Shengjun is so majestic and majestic, and I am willing to let my sons and daughters of Northern Qin see the grace of Dafu Tianjiao."
Gongsun Suyi looked around and suddenly felt a stream of energy and blood, and a stream of spiritual thoughts coming out wantonly.
Among these Qi, blood, and spiritual thoughts, there is a Northern Qin prince, a general, and a doctor.
They all looked at this and looked at the scene pointed out by Grand Gongsun.
At this time, in the scene, stars were shining in the sky, and clouds and mist were coming from the stars.
The vast Valley of the Dead was completely shrouded in wind and rain.
"The realm of wind and rain."
Mr. Da, who originally looked calm, suppressed the smile on his face.
In the void, the spiritual thoughts of the powerful Northern Qin people collided.
"I have never seen the grace of the youngest Duke of Dafu, but I have seen the tyranny of Lord Shuiyun.
I'm afraid Dafu, this genius, won't live long."
The speaker was an armored general.
Even though Northern Qin had been fighting Dafu for a long time, when he said these words, he was not at all gloating about his misfortune. Instead, his thoughts revealed regret.
"Those who dare to go to the Valley of the Dead to face the West Tower in the sky are all our heroes on earth. It would be a pity to die in the hands of these immortals."
Someone else snorted coldly.
The man's face was stern, his breath was heavy, and even his energy and blood were dark.
"They are heroes in the world, respectable and admirable.
But he is also the enemy of Great Qin.
The best result is that they died in the Valley of the Dead, immortals also died in the West Tower in the sky, and the passage of hundreds of ghosts was opened again.
For our country, Qin, this is the best result."
"When the world is unified, we can kill ourselves and go to heaven to avenge these respectable and admirable heroes."
There was more disgust on Gongsun Suyi's face under the mask, but he was not disrespectful to the general.
Because he is Shen Tu, one of the three great generals of the Qin Kingdom, with unparalleled military exploits.
Dozens of small countries perished in his hands.
Farther away, there is a soul standing in the clouds looking at the scene on the mountain.
"The thirty-six counties you left behind were smelted by this Lu Jing?"
A young man asked.
Young Master Wuji, who had a somewhat arrogant expression on his face, turned around and saluted that Young Master, as expected.
"You are the master of the Thirty-sixth County, but your sword was melted by a big boy. This can be considered a shame for you."
The young man gave a lesson.
Young Master Wuji immediately took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Young Master, Lu Jing is afraid that he will die in this disaster from heaven."
"If he doesn't die... Wuji will always wait for an opportunity to chop off his head and get the new famous sword."
The man who was called the eldest son by Mr. Wuji smiled.
"Then you should do it earlier. Lu Jing is only eighteen years old, but he is already capable of killing Juding Pushe. If you give him a few more years, you, a Thunder Jietian man, may still not be able to kill him."
Mr. Wuji buried his head, his forehead covered with broken hair, and his eyes could not be seen clearly.
But his voice was still calm, and he said softly: "That's what the eldest son said."
At this moment, the eldest son stood up.
He took a long breath, as if he had swallowed all the clouds and mist around him.
"Look above the Valley of the Dead, I'm not the only one from Da Qin looking at the young man's sword armor!"
"Da Leiyin Temple, Langtuo Mountain, Zhenwu Mountain, Pingping Township, Xie Dao Sect...
All sects and sects in the world are eagerly looking forward to it.
Decades after the spiritual tide, there have not been so many immortals in the lower world, and they all want to see how much stronger these immortals are compared to the last spiritual tide."
"There are also people who want to see Lu Jing die. In their opinion, the world may not need so many geniuses.
Especially a peerless person like Lu Jing will always be hated by others."
Follow the eldest son's finger pointing.
Young Master Wuji raised his eyes and saw that in the scene, there were indeed qi machines lingering above the Valley of the Dead, starlight falling down, and various kinds of rare treasures hanging in the air.
The powerful men in the world are all watching this battle between immortals and mortals!
And that young prince of the country is stirring up troubles in the world.
"If he hadn't died, this world would be a bit more interesting.
Zhongshan Hou, Gongsun Suyi, Yu Zhuoxian, Yu Dongshen, and the High Saint Princess of the Western Regions, plus me and Lu Jing!
The younger generation in the world are competing with each other, which is what makes it interesting."
The eldest young master spoke eloquently.
Master Wuji's eyes flashed with light.
Among the characters the eldest son mentioned just now, his name was not included.
The eldest son didn't know whether he was aware of Master Wuji's displeasure.
He whispered slowly: "I want to swallow up the energy of these geniuses and become the best in this world."
Just at this time.
In the void, a flash of light surged.
The strong wind blew by, and some of the fog that filled the Valley of the Dead was blown away.
Lu Jing rides Zhao Ye, dressed in white, and kills Xilou with his hands.
Perhaps because of the wind and rain, he couldn't sense his companions around him.
He saw the wind and rain coming in the sky, and saw the rivers surging in the sky, but his eyes remained calm, stroking the hilt of the sword at his waist, and whispered: "Immortal in the sky, the wind and rain are coming down to the west tower..."
"They don't know what level of cultivation I have reached, nor do they know how sharp you are."
"After this battle, everyone in the world will know the name of the God of Heaven, and everyone will know that you have been stained with immortal blood!"