Chapter 109: Those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black
For the first time, Huahu felt strange to Mr. Yehu. Mr. Yehu, who had taught him for eight years and held a pointer to teach them how to read seriously, became somewhat mysterious.
"It's a pity that Mr. Yehu is dead..." Huahu said sadly.
After being reminded by Mr. Lingyue, he immediately discovered the mystery of the sentence "Aofu" in Xingling Smelter's article. Mr. Yehu once explained this sentence, and the meaning of the text is profound, but Huahu has never thought about sacrifice.
He immediately tried to use his own spirit to activate his qi and blood and melt the words. Suddenly he felt that his qi and blood were connected to the Vermilion Bird Panlong Mirror, and his mind was connected.
And in his spiritual world, a dancing Suzaku immediately appeared, and a tiny flame dragon coiled on the Suzaku's back, living symbiotically with the Suzaku, which was very strange.
This is the form that the spiritual weapon Vermillion Bird Panlong Mirror takes in the spiritual world!
Huahu tried to use his magic power to activate the Vermilion Bird Panlong Mirror, but he heard a swish sound, and the two burning fire wings behind him opened up with a roar, fluttered, and flew extremely fast, catching him off guard.
Bang!
The flower fox hit the cliff, became dizzy, fell backwards, and fell into the abyss.
There was a flash of fire in the abyss, and he flapped his wings and flew up again, rushing into the abyss!
After getting the spiritual weapon, he had to wait for three to five days before he could master the sacrifice, but with the guidance of Mr. Lingyue, he was able to perform the sacrifice very quickly and was able to activate the Vermilion Bird Panlong Mirror with ease!
Huahu was surprised and happy, but he also had more and more doubts: "Since Mr. Yehu and Mr. Lingyue are from the same sect, then Mr. Yehu's ability must be extremely high and no worse than Mr. Lingyue. Why did he do it that day?"
Will still die..."
On the day when Huqiu Village was massacred, Su Yun was not present, but Huahu was. Fortunately, he, Li Xiaofan and others escaped with their lives.
He had a particularly vivid memory of what happened that day, but as he learned more about Mr. Yehu, he began to feel that something was wrong about what happened that day.
At the same time as he flapped his wings and flew towards the shore of the abyss, Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng were also beaten and rolled by a group of spiritual weapons. They flew out of the Zhumen and were about to be sucked into the whirlpool of the spiritual weapons!
The two of them were still alive, using their strength to fight against the tide of spiritual weapons and trying to escape from this torrent.
"If you are caught in the whirlpool of spiritual weapons, you will be doomed and you will definitely die there!"
This thought arose in the minds of Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng at the same time. Without thinking, Su Yun flew out a fairy rope from his sleeve and took him out of this dangerous place.
The Immortal Rope cannot be sacrificed in the dragon's lair, but this treasure can be sacrificed outside.
The moment Su Yun soared into the sky, a golden rope flew out of Lin Qingsheng's sleeve. Lin Qingsheng grabbed the golden rope and lifted into the air almost at the same time as Su Yun, avoiding the torrent of spiritual weapons below!
The two of them were climbing on the rope and noticed each other at the same time. Lin Qingsheng couldn't help but activate the sound of the piano. The sound of the piano was like an invisible knife, slashing away one after another!
Su Yun kicked with both feet, and a series of bifang fire wings flew out, slashing at Lin Qingsheng's immortal rope.
Tsk tsk tsk!
A series of noises were heard, and the fairy rope that Lin Qingsheng was clinging to was cut off, and the rope was ignited by Bifang, and he immediately fell into the whirlpool!
He looked up and saw that Su Yun's Immortal Cord was undamaged, not even swaying.
"His Immortal Cord is not a spiritual weapon?"
Lin Qingsheng was stunned, and then activated his magical power. When the sound of the piano sounded, he strode out.
In the air, the sound of the piano formed an invisible blade, and Lin Qingsheng's footsteps landed on the blade just in time, lifting his body up.
He moved his steps, the sound of the piano kept ringing, and he felt like walking on flat ground in the air, but he didn't even fall.
This kind of powerful magical control ability is better than that of a Confucian scholar like Tong Xuan!
boom!
Another bolt of thunder struck the center of the maelstrom, and a mouthful of spiritual weapons was activated, rising into the sky and flying towards the thunder clouds, compatible with the cauldron in the clouds.
The four-legged square cauldron in the thunder cloud became more and more real. Even many scholars at the edge of the abyss could see the shadow of the big cauldron in the thunder cloud with the help of lightning.
This scene is indescribably weird.
Su Yun took hold of the Immortal Rope and shook it gently. The Immortal Rope opened in one stroke, and his figure landed on the Immortal Rope. He caught a glimpse of the four-legged square tripod in the thunder clouds from the corner of his eye, and his heart was slightly shaken.
"Is this spiritual weapon refined by the ancestor of the Lin family going to be resurrected through a thunderstorm?"
Thunder Tribulation is the vitality of heaven and earth, which is both a trial and a great opportunity. Su Yun has personally experienced the whole village eating to survive the calamity, and has a deep understanding of this.
"This thunder calamity is equivalent to the Lin family's spiritual soldiers' vitality of heaven and earth. The Lin family's spiritual soldiers disintegrated. But if all the spiritual weapons are gathered in the thunder cloud according to the shadow of the cauldron's vitality, and with the help of the thunder cloud's calamity power, this piece
Most treasures can repair themselves! But..."
Su Yun's eyes fell on Lin Qingsheng who was wandering outside the Immortal Cable, and he thought to himself: "I'm afraid a lot of people will die, right?"
Lin Qingsheng was surrounded by the sound of the piano and was still looking for an opportunity to strike.
"Lin Chin Seng, didn't you say that a mature gentleman has no grudges in his eyes? There is no personal grudge between you and me. I killed your brother just for business. Why don't you be a mature gentleman?
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Su Yun stepped forward, walked towards him on the fairy rope, and said unhurriedly: "So the person who died was not your relative or friend, and when you were still the perpetrator, you can say such things. But the person who died is yours.
Friends and relatives, when you are the victim, your hypocritical side is exposed."
Lin Qingsheng's eyes were cold and he said nothing.
"You have been wandering around in the city, learning how to behave and deal with things from superior people, and covering up your true thoughts at every turn. Some lies have been told so often that even you believe them."
Su Yun showed a sarcastic look: "But I am from the country, and country people pay attention to revenge and kindness. The rules of you city people are just rules that restrict you, and they are nothing to me. Lin Qingsheng, I can
To achieve the unity of knowledge and action, but you can't do it! This is where I am better than you!"
boom!
Along with his words, streaks of thunder poured down and hit the center of the whirlpool!
A mouthful of spiritual weapons rose up from beside Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng, flying towards the phantom of the big cauldron in the clouds!
Lin Qingsheng's eyes were twitching wildly. It was extremely dangerous to stand here and he might be hit by thunder at any time.
Moreover, spiritual weapons are still flying out of the dragon's lair. It is already the seventh wave of spiritual weapon frenzy. The cauldron refined by the Lin family should be completely disintegrated soon.
This underground space is probably not far away from collapse!
He suddenly turned around and left, saying coldly: "Su Yun, in two months' time, we will have a life-or-death showdown in front of Shuofang Academy!"
"Are you scared?" Su Yun's voice came from behind him.
Lin Qingsheng turned a deaf ear and quickened his pace.
Suddenly, Su Yun stepped on the immortal rope to keep pace with him, and said calmly: "It took me three days to practice to this point, and my magic power is on par with yours. In ten days, I can beat you to death. But I have to wait for these two days."
Months, because I promised my fellow villagers that I would beat you to death in front of them."
Lin Qingsheng resisted the urge to fight him to the end, quickly came to the shore of the abyss, and shouted loudly: "All the children of the Lin family obey my order and leave this place with me!"
Su Yun also landed on the ground and shouted loudly: "This place is going to collapse, why don't you leave? Do you want to be a sacrifice?"
Hundreds of soldiers on the shore hesitated. At this moment, a cracking sound came from the underground mountain, and it was like a tsunami coming from the bottom of the sea. The sound made people's scalp numb and their whole body trembled!
"It's really going to collapse!" someone shouted loudly.
Suddenly, laughter came from the abyss below the whirlpool, and Mr. Lingyue's voice was heard from the abyss: "Suyi, I will compose a poem for you, please listen. "Ode to the Dudou": Jinxiu Liang
Flowers, skin as white as clouds."
Mr. Lingyue was rising from the abyss with black smoke billowing from his body. He was holding a bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks in his hand. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was elated. He chanted in a long voice: "I wonder who makes fragrant buds in the spring tent? This poem
I’ll give you plain clothes and your bellyband, so I’ll take them!”
From the abyss came Lin Suyi, the second head of the Lin family, shouting in shame and anger. Suddenly, a high mountain rose from the bottom of the abyss. Snow fell from the waterfall. The beautiful woman Lin Suyi floated in front of the waterfall. She was disheveled, with her hands clasped around her breasts.
Kicked away with his feet.
I saw the big waterfall flying up, and the bright water lines in all directions were like spider webs connected to the cliff. The beautiful woman Lin Suyi stood on the water lines, moving her feet, and the sound of the piano sounded that shook the earth and the mountains.
!
Just now, the crackling sound of the underground mountain made people's scalp numb and their whole body trembled, but the sound of the water piano was even more violent, causing those scholars with lower cultivation levels to vomit blood!
The beautiful woman Lin Suyi's piano music was not aimed at those scholars. Mr. Lingyue was the first to bear the brunt. Countless attacks bombarded Mr. Lingyue almost at the same time, scattering the billowing black smoke around him!
The sound of the piano was killing, clanking, and full of murderous intent. Mr. Lingyue was beaten until he rolled all the way up and crashed into the large whirlpool formed by the spiritual weapon with a roar.
There was another loud bang, the dragon's nest collapsed, and then the mountain underground began to collapse.
Su Yun, Huahu and Chi Xiaoyao each took charge of a little fox and ran wildly outside.
I heard Mr. Lingyue's loud laughter coming from behind: "Hahaha! There are three thousand sects in the saint's family, and I have millions of soldiers in my mind! Burst after burst!"
Su Yun looked back and saw that Mr. Lingyue's words suddenly turned into countless black-armored gods, grabbing all the spiritual weapons in the whirlpool in their hands. The array was neat and murderous, and it actually hardened the thunder clouds above.
The life and death are scattered!
The four-legged cauldron formed by the vitality of heaven and earth in the thunder clouds suddenly collapsed and ceased to exist!
Lin Suyi's eyes were about to burst, and the sound of the piano was so intense that she tried her best to activate her spiritual power!
Huahu also looked back and saw Mr. Lingyue's Confucian supernatural powers from a distance, and suddenly said: "Xiaoyun, I want to study under Mr. Lingyue at the Confucian Academy."
Chi Xiaoyao said quickly: "Junior Brother Hua, if you join Mr. Lingyue's sect, it is very likely that you will be implicated by him, and you will be struck to death by lightning at some point!"
Su Yun also looked at Huahu doubtfully, and Huahu's eyes were firm.
Rocks fell from the ground, and everyone ran out with all their strength. Su Yun suddenly activated his energy and blood, and the yellow bell appeared. Thirty-six white apes jumped out from the scale of his yellow bell, picked up some injured soldiers on their backs, and
Jumping like flying, he rushed out with these injured people.
"Mr. Lingyue is indeed a man of great ability."
Su Yun multi-tasked, controlling the Qi and Blood White Ape to save people, and said: "Since the second brother is planning to join his sect, he must have thought carefully, and I will not dissuade you."
Huahu smiled: "You may not understand me now, but you will understand me in the future."
He also activated his martial arts and transformed into blood dragons to save people. Chi Xiaoyao also used his magical powers to help the injured soldiers escape from the underground.
They climbed all the way and finally broke out of the large crack before the underground collapse caught up with them.
Everyone rushed out of the Lightning Strike Valley, and the ground behind them continued to fall into the abyss. Pieces of rocks fell into the ground, which was extremely scary!
When the scholars rushed out of the Thunder Strike Valley, they heard a loud crack. Everyone looked back and saw that most of the mountains in the Thunder Strike Valley suddenly collapsed!
"Is Mr. Lingyue dead?"
Suddenly the crowd burst into cheers: "The disaster star tried to defeat us, but we defeated it to death!"
At this moment, the collapse area exploded with a roar, rocks flew everywhere, and countless spiritual weapons poured out like fountains, falling in all directions!
Those spiritual weapons turned into strange beasts, foreign objects, cows, horses, pigs and sheep, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers, plants and trees.
Some of these strange beasts and objects escaped to the ground, some staggered into the air, and some hid in the mountains and forests, which dazzled the scholars.
At this time, someone woke up and shouted: "Spiritual weapon... a spiritual weapon without an owner!"
The scholars chased after the spiritual weapons running around. Chi Xiaoyao had never seen this scene before, so he quickly led Qing Qiuyue and others to capture these spiritual weapons excitedly.
In the large pit in the collapse area, Mr. Lingyue crawled out with a disgraceful face, sat on a rock and panted heavily, looking at the soldiers who were trying to surrender the spiritual weapons from a distance, showing a tired smile.
Huahu raised his head and looked at Su Yun.
Su Yun nodded and said with a smile: "Second brother, you can emerge from the mud without being stained, and wash through the pure ripples without being evil. Will your Confucianism turn into black smoke?"
Huahu walked towards Mr. Lingyue, turned around and waved to him with a bright smile: "Absolutely not!"
Su Yun looked from a distance and saw Hua Hu coming to Mr. Lingyue's side.
After a while, the words around Huahu appeared, and gradually streams of black smoke poured out from his spiritual world.
Zhaizhu: Thank you to the hardcore fans for the monthly ticket red envelope yesterday. Finally, at the last moment, I reached the achievement of 5,000 monthly tickets. Night Owl called me to tell me the news while I was typing. I was stunned when I heard it. Thank you.