The trees are lush and green, and the calyxes are colorful.
At this time, the main view was the sunset over the mountain. The bright red color of the fire reflected the entire forest in gold and red, which was vivid and beautiful.
The short, fat woodcutter laughed and shook his head when he heard this. He waded through the knee-deep grass with one foot deep and one foot shallow. He threw the short ax in his hand casually, sat down on a large stone as smooth as a mirror with satisfaction, and squinted slightly. Come with both eyes.
"You failed to ask your master, but you went all the way and found the old Taoist's head? It's also difficult. I pity your hard work!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the hatchet lying quietly at his feet, and said:
"Let's go three miles east. There is a strange tree that looks like a snake growing in the valley. You can go there with this ax and cut down the tree, and you can easily get rid of this bad luck."
"Master Tongxuan is teasing me again. How can I hold your weapon? What's more, this Taoist brother is not willing to let me touch his treasure body."
Nearby, only a bitter smile sounded out helplessly.
"That's difficult. Wait, if Chen Heng can withstand nine small pure Yang thunders and survive the punishment of God, I will do him a small favor."
The short, fat woodcutter took off the bamboo hat on his head, fanned his face, and said:
"Of course, if he can't, everything will stop."
"Master Tongxuan——"
"You are young, and you are not familiar with the world. It is good to repay the favor with a drop of water, but it cannot be generalized. It depends on the circumstances. If you want an experienced person to take action, who in the world of Kyushu can do this? big face?
If it weren’t for your sake, who cares about Chen Heng’s life or death!”
When the words fell.
Suddenly there was a loud rumble in his sleeve, like thousands of horses galloping, accompanied by the movement of fire and meteors, and it was deafening.
"You have such a fierce temper? It's a pity that you are not one of my sect. It would be a pity not to practice Taiyi Divine Thunder..."
The short, fat woodcutter muttered to himself, looking down at his sleeves and robe, not knowing who he was addressing, and muttered.
"It's a pity that it's useless to encourage the seedlings. I can save him for a while, but can I save him for the rest of his life? Then Chen Heng's life and death can only depend on himself. Let's see, whether he can block the nine small pure Yang thunders!"
Then.
He raised his head again and said with a deep smile.
…
…
There was a miserable cloud and mist, in which electric snakes flew back and forth, emerging and dying in a moment.
time.
The wind howled, the sound of thunder came closer and closer, and everything as far as the eye could see was covered by the vast heavy clouds.
There seems to be a frightening and astonishing Qi brewing in it, and the momentum is extremely terrifying! The surrounding Yin currents and underworld Qi are swirling wildly, converging towards the center of the heavy cloud!
Stay for a while.
Then I saw that the heavy clouds were broken apart.
A ray of golden thunder and lightning flew out from the cloud, with a roaring sound and a dazzling bright light. It ignored all external objects and only attacked Chen Heng with great force. Come hit!
God sent down punishment, Taibai Jingtian——
Little Chunyang Lei!
Amidst the loud sound that even made the eardrums swell, no other sounds could be heard for a while.
Facing this scene—
Countless complex emotions flashed through Chen Heng's mind, but in the end they were all deeply suppressed, leaving only a kind of fierce and surly anger, with aggression like fire!
The bottom of his eyes, which were originally as dark as the abyss, suddenly glowed brightly, like a demon!
"So, this is what Patriarch Fu Shen said was the obstruction of the road? Thunder disaster, God's punishment... Since this is the case, it is actually like this! Then come and do it!"
He laughed loudly, made a fist with his hand, and without any hesitation, struck hard at the thunder that struck his head!
Bang!
A circle of white energy suddenly expanded in mid-air.
Everywhere he passed, flying sand and rocks were flying, just like a tornado hitting the ground!
Wait until the smoke and dust clears.
not far away.
Yue You watched Chen Heng push himself up. The ground beneath his feet had sunk deeply into a large area and was full of pits. It was no longer as flat as before.
"This is only the first step, what's the use? There are eight more steps waiting for you! Yushu has countless blood descendants who have all fallen at this pass."
His pupils condensed and he thought to himself:
"This guy has a strong and straight personality, he would rather bend than bend, he is a spiritual seed, but unfortunately he still lacks some luck.
This time, it seems that we can only bring his body back to the Innate Demon Sect."
Between Yue You's emotions.
Thick clouds are rolling in.
Another flash of electric light faintly passed by, which was very dazzling.
Then, after a few breaths of silence, another thunder struck towards Chen Heng, shocking the sky and splitting the clouds!
The second way.
The third way.
The fourth way...
…
I don’t know how long it will last.
When the eighth small pure Yang thunder slowly dissipated, only a few strings of tiny, pulsing electric rays remained in place.
And the electric light rushed several feet away, like a candle in the wind, and suddenly went out.
Witnessing this scene——
Even Yue You slowly lost his look of enjoying the show and could not help but frown and look serious.
It is called:
I have been punished by heaven and have nothing to pray for.
Chen Yushu's punishment and calamity were so severe that even Dao Lord was unwilling to do anything more, and it was extremely difficult to intervene.
But after he practiced that alchemy and chose to incarnate as a descendant of Guangyan Bloodline.
The Chunyang Thunder that originally belonged to Chen Yushu alone was divided among the people and fell on each of his heirs, becoming Little Chunyang Thunder.
This calamity and punishment is no ordinary calamity.
Not only are there no ways to cover up or help each other, but there is also no way to avoid them.
The precious secret weapons that are usually used to overcome tribulations will not have any effect on it. You can only rely on the Taoist magical powers you have learned and the magic weapons in your hands to survive life and death.
Whenever Chen Yushu's blood descendants want to break through a barrier, they will inevitably be attacked by Little Chunyang.
Once you get through it, your spiritual conduct will improve naturally.
Can't get through it.
Everything is over.
In the past few hundred years, Yue You has seen countless talented blood descendants of Chen Yushu being killed by Xiao Chunyang's thunder.
And those who survived were submissive and obedient.
Such as Chen Zuo, Chen Daozheng, Chen Jin, Chen Ying, etc.
Then he was assigned to the Six Demonic Sects by Chen Yushu, entrusted with important responsibilities and strengthened his wings.
The reason why Yue You kept his hand in the fight was because he regarded Chen Heng as just like Chen Zuo, and that's why he acted like this.
But even so.
Chen Heng's fetal breath was still exhausted, his body was also injured, and his combat power was damaged.
From Yi Yueyou's point of view, dragging this disabled body and trying to get through this little Chunyang Lei is indeed a narrow escape, and it is impossible.
Although the small pure Yang thunder is far inferior to the real pure Yang thunder, it is still a punishment from God.
When each realm is broken through, the power of Xiao Chunyang faced is also different.
Climb up with the depth of the humane deeds of those who have overcome the tribulation.
The higher one's Taoist cultivation is, the more powerful the Little Chunyang Thunder will be, and the more powerful it will be!
Yue You thought to himself, if he were to be an ordinary foundation-building monk, if he were to cross this little pure Yang thunder that Chen Heng was showing, he would probably die a thousand times, and he would never be spared.
But Chen Heng, dragging his disabled body, actually managed to withstand eight thunder punishments. He was only missing the last one to achieve success.
He was actually a little bit moved by his extraordinary moral character.
"It's a pity, it's a pity that even though your senior warned you not to build the foundation easily, he still didn't dare to offend Yushu and tell the truth about Xiao Chunyang Lei. Chen Heng, you are a hidden dragon, but you are trapped in this
Once you are in the fish pond, if you haven’t been able to stretch your ambitions, you will end up in ashes!”
Among the heavy clouds.
The thunder became louder and louder.
Yue You laughed and shook his head slightly.
Even though Chen Heng had broken through the foundation building, he was still unable to defeat him and would definitely not be of any use.
But at least.
It’s not like he has just figured out his future path and is about to be killed by Little Chunyang’s thunder.
"If you had perfected your divine will, you should be able to cross this small pure Yang thunder without any hindrance. But right now, the eight paths have reached their ultimate level, and the last one will bring about death!"
Looking at the bloody figure in the pothole, Yue You smiled lowly and sighed:
"I don't want to tie my life or death in the hands of others. I would rather die than be captured by me and capture the Innate Demon Sect. I really have a temperament that would rather be broken than complete!
What you are doing now is a sign of seeking benevolence and getting benevolence!"
Yue You sighed leisurely.
in a blink.
But I saw the clouds burst into pieces and the heavy turbidity dispersed!
The sound of the earth splitting and the mountains resounding violently shook the sky.
Then there was a golden thunder that crossed the infinity and struck down towards Chen Heng!
Little Chunyang Lei——The Ninth Path!
…
…
Time seemed to be slowed down so much that Chen Heng seemed to be able to see the small pure Yang thunder approaching him inch by inch.
All you can see.
In heaven and earth.
It seemed that only the lightning that filled the pupils was left...
A trembling feeling came from the body instinctively, and death was imminent, and the eyes were unconsciously piercing like needles.
Angry, unwilling, crazy, fiery, surly——
All kinds of hot emotions are intertwined in the chest, rushing in waves, complicated and difficult to name.
It was as if all the obscure thoughts that had been accumulating in my heart were released at once, turning into blazing fireworks that burned me into red charcoal ashes from the inside out.
This moment.
Chen Heng's mind suddenly went blank for a moment.
He rarely recalled the hard days spent on the sick bed in his previous life, the injustice, unwillingness and reluctance to give up on life.
There was clearly a booming sound in front of me that could shatter both ears, but it somehow changed into the same state as when he died in his previous life. It was all silent.
He held the long sword as a staff support with five fingers and stared at the golden divine thunder that struck his head.
At the moment when the thunderbolt hit, the corners of his lips suddenly twitched, and then he laughed hoarsely!
So again?
Why is this so?
He held the sword tremblingly, and felt a desperate pleasure of killing rush up from his heart, like a dying horse galloping for the last time in its life.
Throw those delusions and obstacles behind the wind, place them under your hooves, crush them to pieces! Grind them into the mud!
Even so——
Even so, why not!
This terrifying thought that he wished he could kill everything in front of him.
Chen Heng's eyes sparkled with light, as if he had become enlightened, and he was so happy that it was hard to describe!
"In the true Dharma Realm, death is the final state of mind. If you can't even kill your own body, how can you kill living beings?"
Even though his bones were broken countless times, the pain was like a surge.
Chen Heng, however, only felt a sense of clarity and comfort, and was content with himself.
"Come on!"
He laughed wildly, and the Qinglu Sword in his hand also let out a loud hiss.
One person jumped away with a sword, and happily met the lightning that struck down the bag, regardless of it, he slashed hard!
It was like a white rainbow flashing across the sky and earth.
His eyelids were already closed, and the corners of Yue You's eyebrows suddenly jumped up casually.
He raised his head and saw the majestic scene of the last small pure Yang thunder being split into two parts, and then a white light passed by him.
Then.
There was a sharp pain in the neck.
"One kill in ten steps? No, not just..."
I was stunned for a while.
Yue You looked at the blood stain on his neck that was gradually spreading, raised his head, and sighed inexplicably:
"To be honest, I no longer want to capture you back to the Xiantian Demon Sect... If someone like you cannot be turned into a friend, then it would be better to die."
He is currently dozens of steps away.
There was only a miserable blood shadow with half of the torso melted away by the thunder.
Chen Heng sighed with satisfaction in his heart. His five fingers, which had already exposed their bones, could no longer hold the sword hilt.
Amidst the series of crisp sounds of the Qinglu Sword hitting the ground, he used all his strength to slowly turn his remaining body to face Yue You.
It only takes half a breath.
The sword wound on Yue You's neck has been healed as before, easily.
"One sword cuts the root of sorrow, and it is my heart that hangs in the blue sky."
Chen Heng slowly spat out a few unclear words. His body was covered in blood and flesh, and his face was covered with wounds and blood, and his eyebrows could not be seen clearly.
Only those eyes.
His eyes were still calm, with a faint smile on his face.
"You won."
He sat on the ground, his voice was not very high, and there was no regret:
"come kill me."
"Okay! I recognize you as a person, and it will be as you wish!" Yue You looked serious and bared his teeth in a smile.
As soon as he raised his hand, it was wrapped in a fierce wind, and he violently pushed down Chen Heng, who was unable to move!
…
…
"Okay! Okay!"
Deep in the forest.
The short, fat woodcutter touched his face and laughed. He ignored the increasingly loud whistling sound in his sleeves, took out his hand, and pointed lightly in the air.
This place is three miles east.
In the valley.
It is originally a beautiful and evergreen scene with bamboos, pine trees and rare flowers and auspicious grasses.
But I didn’t get it.
There was a strange tree with winding branches that looked like a snake with its mouth open for devouring. Its trunk trembled, and then it spontaneously ignited without fire.
In a moment.
It was burned cleanly, not even a speck was left.
At the same time that the strange wood was burned.
Nanchanzhou.
The water contains the cave of life.
Chen Yushu, who was holding two pieces, black and white, and playing against him, suddenly changed his face slightly, his body trembled, he opened his mouth, and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"My technique was broken?"
His originally careless expression turned solemn, and as his mind turned, he muttered a few spells in a low voice and made seals in his hands.
"This handwriting seems to be the work of that old man? Is he not dead yet?"
After a long while, he released his seal and chuckled:
"Meeting in my family affairs, you also want to play a casual game?"
…
And at this time.
The abyss of the earth.
Golden Drum Cave.
A Taoist priest wearing a high ornamental crown on his head, a green feather-woven robe, his neck reflected a round light, suddenly unlocked his five senses, woke up from trance, and opened his eyes.
"This qi machine——"
The Taoist raises his mind, interacts with the divine energy of heaven and earth, and uses his hands as a guide to make silent calculations.
However, in just a moment, the whole story of the situation was revealed.
"I see, Chen Yushu, you really put a lot of effort into this."
He sighed and lifted up his sleeves.
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