Chapter 128: There are heavy thunders, four scenes and four idiots fighting against four arts
The calamity clouds pressed down with the force of destroying the city, and the lightning rays continued to gather and intertwine.
Boom——
Finally, with a loud thunder, the thunder tribulation began.
The Four Scenery Mountain Ferry emits four colors of green, red, white and black. Relying on the four sceneries such as the organ platform, the mountain guarding formation operates, using the power of wind, flowers, snow and moon to offset the thunder.
Henghua squinted his eyes and secretly circulated the Heluo Bagua.
Fu Xuanxing heard on the observation deck not far away,
An exchange between two monks.
"In addition to resisting, the Four Scenery Formation also seems to have absorbed part of the thunder."
"But this method cannot last long. The formation established by our monks has an upper limit of endurance. As the sky thunder continues to bombard, the formation is bound to be penetrated."
"So, we need to erase our soul consciousness before that."
Xiaoyu also heard the discussion over there and asked in a low voice: "Master? How long do you think the Sijinglou formation can last?"
"One day and one night will do."
Henghua closed his eyes and thought about the Fu family's lightning protection method.
The Fu family's Heavenly Thunder Tribulation against the three calamities of the Immortal Tribulation,
Choose to use merit and energy as an offset.
"If it is a thunderstorm of this magnitude, my Fu family can survive it safely with the thousands of years of good deeds and luck that my Fu family has accumulated. From this point of view, if my grandfather chooses the ancient method, it will not be inoperable."
If Fu Danwei chooses the ancient method, then Fu Henghua and Fu Rui should only need to make slight adjustments according to the Nine Turns Alchemy method, and deduce the exercises from thousands of years ago according to the current movement of vitality.
At worst, if you spend another three to five months and keep experimenting with jade figurines, you will definitely succeed.
Boom--Boom--
Dense thunderbolts struck the four-scenery sky wall.
Inside Sijingshan Ferry, Zhou Xiao looked at the thunder in the sky.
Feeling the power of thunder, he was calculating the power of his own thunder.
"My golden elixir will definitely be weaker than this. And the life brand has been recovered, so the chance of becoming an elixir is very high."
After the calculation, Zhou Xiao gained three points of confidence.
Then, he went to see Ji Yunshu compete with others in calligraphy.
On the snow peak, there is a snowman opposite Ji Yun tree.
Every time Ji Yunshu writes an innate red script, another red script appears in front of the snowman.
The two collide and cancel each other out.
Only when offsetting,
Ji Yunshu does not have enough control over certain red texts.
Will be impacted by the snowman's magic power,
Back off frequently.
Of course the snowman will also be affected by some red text,
The snow on his body collapsed a little.
"Fellow Daoist Ji can hold on by using calligraphy to understand Taoism. The real trouble lies in the other three scenes."
Zhou Xiao used his spiritual consciousness to explore the Moon Pool.
Master Ye Long led a group of spiritual painters to paint the moon in the pond.
There is a painting with a quiet and elegant pool and a pale and broken waning moon.
There is a painting depicting a goose-yellow moon in a special Lingyuan color.
There is also a painting of the moon in the sky and the mirror image of the moon in the water.
Although the concept is clever and the painting skills are extraordinary, in Zhou Xiao's opinion, the artistic conception of the incarnation of the water and the moon is not painted at all.
As for the real person Ye Long——
Seeing the moon he painted, Zhou Xiao was speechless: Does this Taoist fellow like to draw dragons so much? The theme is obviously the moon, but he painted a coiled silver dragon in the center of the moon disk.
"Oops - no, my old habit has happened again."
Master Ye Long reacted and quickly started painting again.
Zhou Xiao saw this scene,
My heart went cold.
Then go to Qihua Valley,
The sea of flowers stirs up the fragrant wind,
The petals all over the sky condensed into a human figure.
The three chess masters on the opposite side squared off,
This flower shadow incarnation was actually allowed to play chess with three people at the same time.
Behind the three chess masters, there were many chess masters who were arranging and calculating. Some even projected Huaying's chess moves onto Hidden Sword Island and asked the monks on the island to help break the moves.
"United power? Although the idea is good, it may not work."
Finally, Zhou Xiao came to the organ stand.
Fu Yaozhen sat alone on the stage, his clothes wrinkled by the strong wind blowing from the mountain stream.
In front of her was a guqin, one end of which was inlaid with a jade pearl to resemble a swan. The other end was engraved with the word "Autumn Water".
This piano was a gift given to Fu Yaozhen when she was fifty years old by the younger generation of Panlong Island who spent money together.
With a gentle flick, the melodious tinkling sound of beads hitting the water could be heard leisurely.
"Master, my song is called "Wind and Thunder", please give me some advice."
Thumb——
The sound of the piano suddenly started, and a thunderbolt from the sky was inspired to fly into the Qiushui Qin.
Then, the sound of wind sounded from the mountain stream, blending with the sound of thunder in the smooth sound of the piano.
At this moment, the entire organ platform became Fu Yaozhen's weapon. All the wind and thunder were composed into music by her.
In the strong wind, a blurry figure clapped his hands in surprise:
"Good - good - worthy of being my most proud disciple of the Qin Immortal."
The howling wind echoes in the four scenic mountain streams, using ditches and valleys to form echoes, forming a song "Eighteen Sounds of the Heavenly Wind" imitated by the sound of natural wind.
The sound of wind and thunder echoed in an attempt to wrest control of the organ stand from Fu Yaozhen.
Fu Yaozhen's expression did not change, and he played this piece calmly, resisting the wind spirit attack of the old man in Si Jing.
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Fu Henghua sat on the observation deck, closing his eyes and deduce the fate in Sijing Mountain.
Suddenly, he looked at the chess game projected in the Chess Flower Valley.
One chess player vomited blood on the spot and could no longer continue playing against Huaying. Soon, another chess player came to fill in. Facing the increasingly faster pace, he could only rely on the deductions of the people outside the court to cope with it.
In the end, this game was a complete failure.
The chess game in front of him turned into a vast world, directly suppressing his soul.
"It's not good. The fighting skills of this lineage of chess immortals are so dangerous? If they fail, they will be completely suppressed? Even their souls can't escape?"
Subsequently, several other chess masters also failed and were suppressed into the world chess game.
While everyone was talking at the observation deck, three crazy people ran over and played chess with Hua Ying.
Xiao Yu's heart moved: "Could these three people be the same three senior brothers who have gone crazy as mentioned by Miss Fourth?"
Although they went crazy, the three of them were indeed very good at chess. They cut off most of the flowers and lost many of Si Jing's old man's chess obsessions.
Du Huaiyuan looked at the shrunken shadows of the flowers and thought thoughtfully: "Duan Daoyou was obsessed with music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When he became enlightened, his obsession with the four arts became an obstacle. Therefore, he cut off the four obsessions. Only in the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting
Only when the item is satisfied can it be considered a true 'victory'?"
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There was a Taoist priest standing on the bow of the boat. He said loudly: "Master, your later disciples are incompetent. No one can accompany you to the world. Why don't you let your disciples play chess with you? If I win, you will
Give up the position of the owner of Sijing Building."
Seeing this person, people around him started talking.
Henghua understood immediately.
This person is the chess cultivator who was kicked out of the door by the old man Si Jing. Like Ji Yunshu, he is also a golden elixir cultivator.
"From this point of view, among the four arts, only Sister's cultivation may be the weakest."
Henghua had an idea and secretly drove Xin Yuan to sneak into Sijing Mountain.
Henghua laughed when he heard "Wind and Thunder" played on the organ stage.
"What a coincidence!"
He passed on the two hexagrams of Zhenxun and Fu Liuhui in the Book of Baji.
"Sister, study it carefully and integrate it into your wind and thunder."
Zhen is thunder, and Xun is wind. These two hexagrams explain the principles of natural wind and thunder. Fu Yaozhen noticed the mystery, which is consistent with "Wind and Thunder Yin".
Thunder and strong wind, majestic.
The girl cleverly borrowed the power of thunder from the sky, overwhelming the wind in the sky, and suppressed the obsession of the piano fairy of the old man in Si Jing.
However, her power can only suppress it, but cannot truly resolve the "Qin Mania".
"My Feng Lei Qin Yi is not as good as the Golden Elixir. The Zhen Xun Gua I borrowed from my younger brother is also a bit inferior."
But if the other three obsessions dissipate, Fu Yaozhen can use that trace of energy to forcibly destroy the fourth obsession.
"So, Sister, I have to wait for others to get it first?"
Xin Yuan returned to Niwan Palace.
The chess master on the boat was still shouting, but there was no response from the Sijing Tower.
In the Chess Flower Valley, all the chess masters were suppressed by Tiandi Zhenlong.
"If you call Po Tianlai, Master Duan won't open the door for you."
On the water, Ji Mingfeng came strolling.
Looking at the chess master, he shook his head and said: "Your chess skills are not good, not good."
The map of the West Sea rose, and two huge waves knocked the chess player into the water.
Ji Mingfeng came to Fu Henghua.
"My dear brother, Master Duan has become a Taoist. Can you please visit the Chess Flower Valley?"
"I?"
Henghua smiled bitterly: "Brother, although I know a little bit about all kinds of arts and crafts, but I am just on the side, asking me to explain the treasures of heaven and earth? Impossible, impossible."
He is self-aware that his chess skills cannot win.
"You can't, but someone can."
Ji Mingfeng pointed to the sky: "Those two from Erlongjian can be invited to help."
As he said this, he handed Henghua a scroll of spiritual pictures he had drawn.
Then Ji Mingfeng walked up to Sijing Mountain in a dashing way.
"Huh? How did he get up there?"
The chess master came out of the water and saw Ji Mingfeng entering Sijing Mountain, and quickly followed him.
But as he approached, he was pushed by a burst of light and fell dozens of miles away.
Henghua hesitated and stood up slowly.
"Master——"
Howling fish, Hengshou said in unison.
"Don't worry, I'm very lucky."
Henghua opened the spiritual map, but it was a landscape painting of Erlongjian painted by Ji Mingfeng. Judging from the quality, it must be at least a hundred years old.
"Brother Fu Liu, if you can't break it, let's forget it, right?"
"It's true that I can't break it, but as Brother Ji Dao said, I can ask for help from outside the field. Anyway, it's always a good thing for my family to have an additional Tribulation Immortal Master. My grandfather will be able to get a reinforcement in the future.