The four hundred and thirtieth chapters flow and spring
The sword energy that penetrates the sky and the earth makes a clear sound, like the spring thunder above the nine heavens, like the low voice of the dragon under the nine springs, the lingering sound is endless, the cold winter night is like embracing the early spring of March, and a
The wonderful artistic conception hidden and full of vitality in all things naturally permeates the whole world.
Xie Yi trembled all over, and felt that with the clear sound of the sword energy, her limbs and bones were thawing like spring water, bursts of sunshine and warmth arose spontaneously, and the coldness and fatigue that had been pressing on her body like a nightmare quietly dissipated, making her feel better
I want to stretch out comfortably right away.
But the four murderous corpses and the tattoos with claws in the air were all shocked. Even the attack that was about to hit Sun Suhe couldn't help but slow down. It was this moment of buffering that made Sun Suhe suddenly unable to do anything.
Picking it up on the staff, based on the experience of "Drawing Silk Soft Sword", wonderfully understand the changes of yin and yang, hardness and softness, the flow of thoughts, the cook and the cow, a trace of
One wisp, and then thousands of strands. In an instant, the majestic and murderous sword energy turned into countless lingering sword strands, like apricot blossoms soaking wet clothes in the spring rain, strands falling between the sky and the earth. At the same time, Pang Ran Sword
The snow that filled the sky where the intention was manifested also naturally converged, falling into two pieces, one after another, drawing a trajectory that coincided with the principles of heaven and earth, and slowly fell towards the staff in Sun Suhe's hand.
The threads of the sword spread across the sky and the earth, as if they were ethereal and illusory, slanting across the devastated battlefield, past Sun Suhe, past Xie Yi, past the four corpses... like the drizzle on a spring night moistening things, continuous and silent.
Cleaning up the murderous intention while breathing. The strange Taoist skills left by Mr. Qi became the only one who could not help but
For the ugly creatures here, the sword thread is like a hot steel wire cutting through butter. Whether it is the violent tattoo or the corpse driven by it, they are all stranded in the endless sword thread.
The murderous offensive collapsed without a fight.
Xie Yi looked up at the thousands of sword threads falling and fluttering in the air, but she felt dizzy. She couldn't help but reach out her hand to catch it. She felt a slight chill on her skin, which was refreshing. But when she looked closely, she found the sword again.
The threads seem to be nothing, leaving no trace when passing by, like bubbles in a dream, coming from nothingness and going back from nothingness. Wherever the wind passes, the sword collects and the rain rests.
When the last snowflake fell and merged into the staff, the dilapidated bridge deck finally returned to tranquility. The wind and clouds in the sky directly above the battlefield dispersed, the thick clouds swayed, and a huge gap was opened in the fighting barrier covering the world.
, many talismans surged rapidly at the gap, and it was difficult to repair it even if they wanted to. The bright moon cast a pure and clear light through the gap, illuminating the world where Sun Suhe was.
Sun Suhe looked around, but could not see any weird tattoos that were showing off evil. At the moment when he reunited with the soul, the world was clear, and he intuitively understood that Mr. Qi had already quietly escaped. Sun Suhe breathed a sigh of relief, just as he
As expected, if he had drawn his sword just now, he would inevitably be killed by the sword, so he changed his mind and sheathed the sword.
There is a lot of room for change. Sheathing the cold and killing sword energy with the artistic conception of early spring and March, where all things are hidden and full of vitality, is just right. It not only reduces the weight of the body to the greatest extent, but also does not attack as an attack.
As expected, the Taoist skills left behind by Mr. Qi could not withstand the remaining power of the sword, and they were all wiped out, and the massacre was resolved invisibly.
The bodies of the four brothers Kurumada, Kikuchi and Shimada lost their Taoist support and each fell down. Sun Suhe sighed in his heart, waved his staff lightly, and four streams of air rose out of the air, dragging the bodies of the four people and slowly letting them go.
He lay flat on the ground and closed his unwilling eyes for them.
Looking over the four people, Sun Suhe frowned slightly. He found that both the tattoos and the blood and tears on the corpses had completely disappeared without a trace. They had come and gone so suddenly and cleanly, leaving no trace of Mr. Qi's spell, only the four people's heads.
The fatal wound deliberately penetrated by the invisible sword energy was still bloody, and it was particularly conspicuous. The sinister intention of provoking a frame-up was obvious. Sun Suhe cursed the bastard in his heart, and did not know what to do for a moment.
He simply stopped thinking about it and turned his eyes to the staff in his hand, waving it casually while savoring the difference. When he cast a spell to control the air flow just now, Sun Suhe was surprised to find that the staff in his hand had a refreshing feeling as if it were turning the clouds and seeing the sun.
It feels like the more flexible and free you are when casting a spell, the more you get half the result with half the effort.
It seems that it is not my illusion. As Alice said, the staff transformed by Nian Cao is equivalent to a piece of blank paper, but it also means infinite possibilities. As long as my cultivation continues to improve, I will definitely forge it into the most suitable one.
It is also the most magical staff.
At this moment, Sun Suhe could no longer feel the presence of the soul at all. The eternal moment just now was almost like an illusory myth like meeting an immortal in a dream, but Sun Suhe knew that the encounter at that moment had made him take an unparalleled step on the path of spiritual practice.
It's a big step, and you will definitely benefit a lot from calming down to sort out and digest it in the future. Although it is only a moment, it can take a lifetime to understand.
It's just... Sun Suhe couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of this. When he mentioned the word "life", he always felt that there would be tomorrow again and there were so many tomorrows. It seemed that there was infinite time in life to squander, but now when he thought about life... my life was still there.
How much time is there?
Xie Yi plucked up the courage to stand up, suppressed his fear and avoided the body on the ground. He took out a tissue and carefully handed it to Sun Suhe: "Are you...are you okay? Just wipe it quickly."
"Huh?" Sun Suhe then realized that his nosebleed was flowing uncontrollably. Unexpectedly, his physical condition was far worse than expected. "Oh, thank you, I'm fine." Sun Suhe waved his hand and declined the tissue, with a thought.
He took out a talisman and pressed it in the palm of his hand, wiped it between his nose, and softly recited a seal in his mouth to temporarily seal the blood flowing out. Although he knew that Mr. Qi was no longer there, he still did not dare to be careless, lest he catch it unknowingly.
The way of others.
The brilliant golden light on the back of his left hand has long since disappeared, and the pattern of the hundred-headed dragon on the apple tree has completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. Sun Suhe has been paying attention to this unexpected guest on the back of his hand.
At this time, he had vaguely realized that his initial judgment was too hasty. This thing did not seem to be the handiwork of Mr. Qi. Excluding Mr. Qi, there were only a few possibilities that he could think of with the hundreds of giant dragons on the apple tree. Could it be that it was
What happened to Mr. Painting?
Seeing that this unwelcome guest had no intention of causing trouble for the time being, Sun Suhe gave up the drastic idea of cutting off the entire arm to avoid future troubles, and relied on the talisman seal to maintain the status quo for the time being. With his current physical condition, if he gets new injuries, I'm afraid.
I can't hold on for a second.
Forcibly using the sword with the consciousness of risking one's life was not just talk. His body was repeatedly impacted from the inside out by the two tyrannical forces of poetic talent and Tiandao Xing. He suffered countless major and minor injuries. Although he later had an epiphany about Yuan Yuan.
god,
She sheathed the sword cleverly, but it was just to reduce the burden and save a life. My current body is almost like a porcelain with many cracks, which is barely held together by the magic that Wanhua sprouted, but this is the worst
place.
Previously, in order to gain time to control the sword, he had recklessly stimulated the emergence of all forms, so that the magical plants all over the body grew and eroded wantonly. It is extremely dangerous for a human body to control the emergence of all forms, plus the chaos just now
, directly causing a large number of bones, nerves and almost all important organs to suffer severe erosion that is difficult to cure.
Now that the heavy internal and external pressure has been removed, I can continue to maintain the magic that has sprouted in all forms, and manipulate my body like a puppet on strings. In a short period of time, I can act as usual. However, doing so is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and will only make the physical condition inevitably deteriorate.
After falling into the abyss, the pain was completely numb. Sun Suhe felt that if he closed his eyes and fell asleep now, he might never be able to open them again, but he had no choice.
Mr. Qi is likely to have left and come back, agents from the Yin-Yang Province are definitely surrounding him, I don’t know how to explain the four corpses on the ground, and the Baqi Cave has completely lost contact... Sun Suhe is in a complete mess.
"Your eyes, your eyes..." Xie Yi asked with concern. Due to the influence of Wanhua, in Sun Suhe's dark pupils, countless slender silver light marks appeared and disappeared like frightened fish, erratic and messy.
There are no rules at all.
Sun Suhe could probably guess what was going on without looking in the mirror. He forced a smile and said, "Do you think he's quite handsome?"
"Ah? I don't feel that way. In fact, you are not my type...Ah, why did you say it..." Xie Yi said, covering his mouth, and stopped abruptly.
Sun Suhe couldn't help but blush: "No, you misunderstood, I didn't mean..."
Sun Suhe was inexplicably given a good person card by a little girl. Sun Suhe was really dumbfounded: "I mean the eyes." He pointed to his pupils and said: "The eyes..."
"Hey, forget it." Sun Suhe finally sighed and gave up the struggle: "Please, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"I'm sorry." Xie Yi whispered timidly. After speaking, he gave an exaggerated thumbs up gesture and nodded vigorously: "I mean... he's very, very handsome!"
Embarrassed and miserable, Sun Suhe really didn't know what to say for a moment. It wasn't until Xie Yi's mouth showed an uncontrollable smile that he finally realized: "Wow, you didn't mean it, did you?" Sun Suhe said.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Hey, I looked like an idiot for explaining it seriously.
"Great, it is indeed the Sun Suhe I know." Xie Yi breathed a long sigh of relief: "The smile before was not the type I like, don't be like this, I'm sorry, I, I can't speak... In short, everything will be fine.
of……"
Although Xie Yi was stumbling when he spoke, the feeling of trying hard to make Sun Suhe smile, the gratitude, concern, and encouragement in it... could be conveyed strongly without the need for words.
Sun Suhe felt warm in his heart: "Well, it will be fine."
"The smile you have now is quite handsome, ah, I'm serious this time." Xie Yi showed a big smile with his gums visible.
Just smile at this, and the end of the road is not yet reached tonight. Sun Suhe felt depressed as soon as he glanced at it, and squinted his eyes slightly to look into the darkness. He knew that there were a large number of agents from the Yin and Yang Province approaching cautiously from all directions. What should be done next?
How's that?
At this moment, a buzzing vibration broke the solemn atmosphere, and a communicator-like device on Brother Shimada's waist suddenly rang. Sun Suhe's heart moved, he reached out to pick it up, looked at it carefully for a moment, and pressed the button in the center.
button.
"Mr. Su He?"
Sure enough, it was a communicator, and a familiar voice was heard coming from it. The voice that spoke was the same voice that had previously communicated with Sun Suhe on behalf of Baqi Dongtian.
Why was this communicator used? Could it be a trap? Sun Suhe immediately analyzed several possibilities in his mind. He asked calmly: "Can you see the situation on my side?"
"I can sense some conditions a little bit."
To be cautious, Sun Suhe said deliberately vaguely: "Stop talking nonsense and let him talk to me."
"Did you hear that? I told you earlier, Gungungun. Mr. Su He said it well, sir, I'm here." Mr. Lihua's voice rang out.
"So, are you Mr. Su He?" Mr. Li Hua suddenly asked.
This question made Sun Suhe feel more at ease. This question shows that the side of the Yaqi Cave Sky does indeed have some knowledge of the Shimada brothers, Kadowaki Solo, the chessboard world, etc. The person on the other end of the communicator should not be pretending to be someone else. But Sun Suhe still has
A final confirmation was needed. He was silent for a few seconds and then asked: "How many games have you won by playing "Super Smash Bros." with others?"
Only a few people who live in Sun Suhe's family know about this, but it is still a superficial secret that is not difficult to find out. The key is to deliberately hide the name of the little bear in the words, firstly to avoid the attention of Baqi Dongtian, and secondly, this
It is one of the most important secrets in Sun Suhe's heart. To make it a foolproof plan, he specially asked Mr. Li Hua to impose a protective seal before rushing to Kyoto. It would be extremely difficult for others to know and imitate it in a short period of time.
This question not only subtly proves Sun Suhe's identity, but is also an excellent way to determine whether the other party is Mr. Lihua.
"Uh..." Mr. Li Hua was a little embarrassed, but he had to answer: "Zero Bureau. Meow... Meow. Okay, let's not talk about this. We have already arranged the way to leave. Where is Kuangyan Yan?"
Sun Suhe took Xie Yi's hand: "She is by my side."
"Meow, well done, little Su He, uh, I'm sorry." After performing a complete performance, Mr. Li Hua immediately added: "As expected of Mr. Su He."
"You mentioned the method of leaving, what should I do here?" Sun Suhe asked.
"You don't have to do anything. Master, don't worry about what I'm doing..."
It was because of you that I was really worried. Sun Suhe couldn't help but curse a few words, interrupted him and asked: "Really? Then why didn't you come earlier..."
"No, it's not that easy." Mr. Li Hua said with some embarrassment: "I have finally made the preparations here. Anyway..."
"Meow, hurry up, hurry up, before the people from Yin and Yang Province enter the fighting realm..." Mr. Li Hua seemed to be turning his head to urge something, and his voice gradually became blurry.
At this moment, Sun Suhe looked at his right hand and saw that the Tian Congyun bracelet on his wrist suddenly turned around. The eight snake heads let go of the sword-shaped tail that they were biting, and the body twisted as if it was alive.
It flew up and looked amazing.
Eight lifelike snake heads opened their mouths and spat out into the air. Eight streams of water spewed out and merged into one place, rising in the wind. The waves surged in the water, changing endlessly, like a river, twisting and turning, with vague petals falling down.
, the subtle fragrance floats.
This is poetic talent!
Sun Suhe naturally had a mysterious feeling and realized it in his heart. It seems that this is using the Tian Congyun bracelet as a medium to cast spells in the air. It is such a subtle method. The caster may have understood the supreme state of poetic talent and "following the heart's desires".
And this poetic talent should be... Sun Suhe couldn't help but sigh:
"Flowing water and falling flowers, spring leaves, heaven and earth. Is it actually the "Lang Tao Sha Order" written by Empress Li?"
The Tian Congyun bracelet flicked its snake tail and flew back to Sun Suhe's wrist. The snake's head bit the tail and turned back into an ornament. A river of water suddenly surged over, picking up Sun Suhe and Xie Yi. The waves threw them away, and the water and figures flowed towards them at the same time.
Void.
By the time someone broke into the Dou Fa barrier in the distance, the battlefield was already filled with faint fragrance and no trace of human beings.