The sky was gloomy, and the ink clouds were like lead, as if they were about to fall and smash through the earth. The sky and the earth were solemn.
The white stone tower is like a sharp sword pointing straight into the sky, with the potential to rise into the sky and tear the sky apart.
Click!
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, like a dragon swimming in the dark clouds with teeth and claws. Thunder rolled in, carrying the power of heaven and earth throughout the ages and spreading to all directions. The whole world was trembling.
The wind was surging, the lightning was thundering, and around the White Stone Tower, the scene of at least 100,000 people became silent, and they all looked up at the White Stone Tower.
"This atmosphere makes my heart go crazy!"
There were obviously so many people around, but all of them were mute at this time and didn't speak. The atmosphere was heavy and strange, making Bai Yang feel uncomfortable all over.
After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand again, ready to pat the shoulder of the big man next to him and continue the previous topic, but at this time, the other person turned to look at Bai Yang and said with a glare:
"If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I will throw you out?"
"I do not believe!"
Bai Yang rolled his eyes and glared back at him, "Why are you afraid?"
The other party curled his lips, ignored Bai Yang, and turned to look at the White Stone Pagoda.
How dare you ignore me!
Bai Yang was not happy anymore. A sewing needle flew out from his body silently. He pretended to look at the White Stone Tower, and controlled the needle with his mind to fly quietly to the big man's back, aiming at the legendary flower.
He jumped up!
"ah……!"
The big man's eyes widened, and his expression suddenly became very exciting. However, considering the surrounding atmosphere, he stopped shouting, holding his hips with both hands and looking around blankly.
"Shh...!"
Bai Yang made a silent gesture towards him and pointed in the direction of White Stone Pagoda to signal him to stop making noise.
"..."
The big man didn't understand that the hair on his anus would hurt. His expression was distorted and he ran away dejectedly. He even threw away the knife in his hand and didn't care...
An unusual voice suddenly appeared in the weird atmosphere, and everyone around him looked over. Bai Yang looked at those people and shrugged, saying don't look at me, I don't know anything...
Then the people around looked at the White Stone Tower again, not caring at all about what happened just now.
The rolling dark clouds became darker and darker, as if the entire sky was about to collapse.
At the bottom of the White Stone Tower, a man leapt up from the ground and climbed toward the top like a monkey along the outer wall of the White Stone Tower!
"What does this guy want to do? Climb up at this time. Is your life enough?"
Bai Yang was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
Looking at the people around him, they all had expressions of taking it for granted, even with a look of expectation. Bai Yang didn't understand it at all.
Looking at the movements of the man climbing up, he was probably no less skilled than the mountaineers in the Lost River Forest. He jumped up several meters high and climbed up quickly.
"The rhythm is wrong!"
Seeing that the other person was getting taller and taller, Bai Yang gradually began to glare, until finally the guy stood at the top of the White Stone Tower, and Bai Yang was directly confused.
Let me go, has this guy lost the meaning of life?
Looking left and right, Bai Yang found that everyone around him was looking expectantly, and he thought to himself that so many of you gathered here just to watch that guy live broadcast and commit suicide?
If you don’t understand, you shake your head and continue reading.
The top of the white stone tower that towers into the sky is made of metal. It can only hold one pair of feet. It is hundreds of meters above the ground. An ordinary person would be scared to death standing at such a height. However, that guy looked up at the sky with an excited look on his face.
He stood up and made a strange movement, letting the strong wind blow his clothes rustling.
Really confused, Bai Yang asked a middle-aged man in gray clothes next to him who stared at the top of the White Stone Tower with wide eyes:
"Brother, is there something so unthinkable that that guy wants to stand so high? Has his wife run away with someone else, or has he lost all his wealth? Or has he found out that the child he raised for a few dollars is actually from the family next door? There are no obstacles in life that cannot be overcome.
With so many people watching, no one tried to persuade him?"
As soon as Bai Yang opened his mouth, the eyes of the people around him stared, blaming him for saying something in such a serious atmosphere.
The middle-aged man who was being questioned looked at Bai Yang and made a silent gesture and whispered:
"I don't know, don't talk nonsense. He is trying to practice the Secret Code of Thunder. It seems that every time the weather is like this, at least dozens of people will run up and try it."
"This will kill people. No matter how much martial arts you practice, you can't make fun of your own life."
Bai Yang doesn't understand the values here at all.
"The Secret Code of Thunder is one of the top ten miraculous skills in the world. If anyone can master it, it will definitely shock the world. As long as there is a little hope, no matter how dangerous it is, some people are willing to try it. Just watch, I don't know if I will die again today.
How many people are there?”
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, then turned around and ignored Bai Yang.
Your sister, risking your life and running so high just to practice the so-called Secret Code of Thunder? It’s enough to practice the Secret Code of Seeking Death!
Such an idea just appeared in Bai Yang's mind, and then the sky and the earth turned pale, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and then the rumble of thunder echoed between the sky and the earth.
When lightning appeared, Bai Yang found that the people around him were so nervous that they almost forgot to breathe, and stared at the people at the top of the White Stone Tower with wide eyes.
"This is really a live broadcast to seek death."
Bai Yang was speechless and looked at the top of the White Stone Tower. That guy was lucky, the lightning didn't hit him and kill him.
call……
Countless people exhaled a long breath, and Bai Yang actually heard them and was a little disappointed!
Click...! Boom...!
A few seconds later, another bolt of thunder flashed through the dark clouds. It swam through the clouds with claws and teeth, and struck down in an instant, hitting the top of the White Stone Tower.
boom……!
Then there was nothing more. The man above was chopped to pieces, his whole body was on fire, and his life was cut off in an instant. He fell from the top of the White Stone Tower like a piece of burning wood.
"Hey..., another failure..."
The guy was carbonized directly in front of the terrible lightning, fell to the ground and broke into a pile of pieces. Everyone who saw it let out a pityful sigh.
"I...%...￥&..."
Bai Yang was completely dumbfounded. Where is your sympathy? I didn’t see anyone trying to persuade me. You are just watching the fun and don’t think it’s a big deal...
See you soon, see you soon.
While feeling confused in his heart, Bai Yang saw another guy who was not afraid of death quickly climbed up the wall of the White Stone Tower...
"Brother, you will die if you are struck by lightning. Why is there the first one and the second one? Have they lived enough? Also, why do they have to climb up without taking the stairs?"
Bai Yang's eyes followed the guy towards the top of the White Stone Tower, and dumbfounded he asked the person next to him who had spoken to him before.
"Of course you will die if you are struck by lightning, but this is the only way to practice the Secret Code of Thunder. For this one of the ten most miraculous skills in the world, anyone who has an idea wants to try it. If they don't succeed, they will die. This is their
In the final bloom of life, of course, you have to show your sense of existence, so I climbed up from outside the White Stone Tower."
The middle-aged man in gray clothes actually patiently explained to Bai Yang in a low voice.
Okay, I have finally seen through it. This is a gang of two people seeking death, and it is also the kind of people who line up to die. Bai Yang sighed in his heart, which can only be attributed to the fact that there are all kinds of wonders in the world.
Then he and a bunch of other people watched the second man die.
That guy also climbed to the top of the White Stone Tower, made the same weird moves as the first person, and looked up at the sky with a dead look on his face.
The wind was strong, the black clouds were surging, and another terrible lightning came across the sky and struck directly on the man at the top of the White Stone Tower. As expected, he also died, falling and falling into pieces while smoking.
"This is seeking death. That's lightning. Not to mention its powerful current, the temperature alone is not something the human body can withstand!"
Seeing the second person being hacked to death, Bai Yang muttered in his heart.
He vaguely remembered that the temperature of lightning can reach as low as more than 1,700 degrees, and as high as 30,000 degrees. When you stand so high, it is as if you want to go to the sky and be side by side with lightning. Who will die if you don't die?
Another person died, and the dense crowd was not surprised.
However, these days people have to wait in line even if they want to die. The death of the second person did not scare some people with ideas. The third person started climbing to the top of the White Stone Tower as soon as the second person died.
As expected, when the third one reached the top, a bolt of lightning came across the sky and died...
The fourth and fifth...
Tick tock, big drops of raindrops fell on the face, it was going to rain.
Bai Yang was not in the mood to stand in the rain and watch the live broadcast with the crowd being struck by lightning, so he immediately rushed to a building a few hundred meters away despite the pouring rain.
I don’t know what the mentality of those watching the excitement was, but they couldn’t bear to leave despite the heavy rain, and they tried to die by watching the live broadcast in the heavy rain.
Coming to take shelter from the rain, Bai Yang took a quick look and saw the old man he met when he first ran along. He was currently lying on the ground, leaning against a pillar and staring at the White Stone Tower.
Holding a wine gourd, he drank the wine one sip after another.
Bai Yang walked over, sat next to the other party, and asked:
"Uncle, what's your number?"
When Bai Yang came over, it seemed like a few more lightning flashes occurred, but he didn't see what was happening on the White Stone Tower behind.
"The thirteenth one"
The uncle said without looking back.
"I thought about it, not a single master went up to the White Stone Tower to die. What's going on? Since you want to practice some secret code of thunder, why don't those masters go?"
Bai Yang stared at the White Stone Tower and watched the excitement and asked.
Judging from the skills of those who went up, they were all just a bunch of people in the martial arts realm, not even a single master who could 'glow'.
"The Secret Code of Thunder is one of the top ten miraculous arts in the world. Everyone can practice it, but no one can master it. Since it is known as the top ten miraculous arts in the world, it is naturally extremely precious. Of course, the one that has been circulated in the world is not the complete version, but only the martial arts.
It's just a body training chapter in the disciple realm. At most, it can only cultivate a streak of thunder blood energy. There is no subsequent cultivation method. Which master is willing to give up his own cultivation to lower his realm and start from scratch?"
The old man curled his lips and said. (To be continued.)