Chapter 642: The disaster is within the palm of your hand
Feng Ju was surrounded by heavy wind and snow, leaving traces of wild grass on the path of the underground palace where grass was rampant.
This piece of wind and snow is embodied by his spiritual consciousness. For any monk who sets foot in the realm of transcending tribulation, the field of spiritual consciousness will be strengthened and changed beyond its essence. In this process Among them, some of the domain auras can be transformed into the four seasons, and some can be transformed into the laws of heaven and earth, and strange scenes and wonders.
Fengxue is one of the four seasons. Although it is the most common one in the division of domain auras, it is precisely because of this that it also proves that Feng Ju’s cultivation is a real way to overcome tribulations. A strong person.
The man's face, which gradually turned from blurry to clear, was raised in the turbulent wind. He combed his new messy hair and watched the remaining breaths belonging to the two people in the void being blown away by the wind. The snow is a plate, and it is deduced into a phase.
The misty snow, wind, ice and dust vaguely outline the large clouds and mist. Many scenery are shrunk and concreted in the clouds and mist. Among them, you can see the mountains and rivers, and the waves of the pine sea. If you look closely, you will find that the scene presented in it is exactly the same. This is a thumbnail of the structure of this leyline.
Feng Ju looked at the clouds intently, raised a skinny blue-grey palm with death intent, and gently moved it through the void.
The scenery is fluttering. This time, in the vast clouds and mist, there is a vast expanse of white, and no scenery can be seen. It seems that the deduced map of the earth's mountains and rivers has reached the end.
But the aura of the domain remains the same, without any change.
Feng Ju admired slightly in his eyes and sighed: "The way to hide the dew, the road to the world, the two women from the southwest are really worthy of the word Tianjiao."
In his words, besides emotion, a strong sense of unwillingness and jealousy could be heard.
Thinking about the fact that the Demon Sect has dominated all countries for more than a thousand years, it is not due to bad luck, but due to the withering of talents.
First, the sword master Yu Jinghong appeared, and then Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng appeared. The three of them worked together to create a golden age of immortals that lasted for thousands of years.
Five hundred years later, the prosperous generation has not declined at all, and three talented people with outstanding talents, Su Jing, Yin Baishuang, and Ying Xiu, have emerged one after another.
Although Feng Ju has never seen the crown prince Yingxiu of the Zhongyou Dynasty, watching the stunning performance of these two girls today, he felt extremely heavy.
Zhengdao has three sons, how can the Northern Demon Sect usher in a comeback?
He sighed, his expression quickly returned to indifferent coldness, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more determined. He caressed his little finger lightly, then broke off a small section of his tailbone, crushed it into dust, and walked towards the wind Throw it out in the snow.
The wind and snow, which were intertwined and dependent on each other, separated themselves from each other under the scattering of bone dust, forming a void passage.
He walked among the passages. On the left were the immobile snow dust particles, and on the right was the pure and clear wind that was whistling endlessly.
At the end of the road formed by snow dust and long wind, you can see green trees like umbrellas. All the way up the road, everything is green, a land where thousands of trees grow, and you can see the rhizomes of the powerful dragon entwining on the road. .
Going forward, you can see a large lake with lotus flowers stacked in the center, the water is thick and the mist is like gauze.
On the shore of the vast lake, red clothes are like fire, like the only color in the world. She stares at the uninvited guest in front of her with indifferent and cold eyes, and the Han Zhijian hangs and flutters around her like a silver butterfly. Lake water.
The sound of freezing sound spread for miles, the lake water froze into ice, the fog gradually subsided, and the lake surface turned into a mirror.
Su Jing closed her eyes and sat in the depths of the lotus. The mirror-like ice surface reflected the pure jade. From a distance, it looked like a clear and distant picture scroll, containing the charm of spring white snow.
Feng Ju looked at it in surprise for a long time, only to find that the woman in the depths of the lotus was beautiful, but she was only here in body, the spiritual platform was dark, and her soul did not know where to go. .
Feng Ju's expression became extremely solemn in an instant, and the hunting smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Soul-solving technique."
After saying that, he sneered, and the cloth shoes under his feet crushed the lakeside. The grass and black air around them gathered and collided like lead clouds in an instant. The frozen ice lake suddenly exploded and decomposed, splashing into the sky. The layered water lilies in the center of the lake swayed and fell rapidly.
Su Jing was sleeping deep in the lotus. The protective spiritual energy around her body suddenly collapsed, and she was about to lose control before her eyes.
Yin Baishuang's red dress appeared like a ghost in front of Feng Ju's body. Dozens of white stones were suspended in the void, as if falling on an invisible chessboard. The mysterious power of space was like a water blade cutting ink, Feng Ju The black energy around him could hardly penetrate even half an inch into the ice lake.
Yin Baishuang closed her eyes and pinched the sword secret with her hand. The sword light of Hanzhi Sword was strong, spreading towards the entire lake like overwhelming rain. The broken and flying ice was swept by the sword energy and melted one after another. The rain fell heavily on the lake, creating ripples.
Feng Ju's eyes were full of anger, and he pushed out with a very impatient palm. The white seeds were shattered, and the melted lake surface was pushed out into thousands of waves. It contained an extremely cold and chilling meaning, and was bound to move towards the soul-destroying woman deep in the lotus. Remake the past.
Su Jing's physical body in the state of soul separation is extremely fragile. Not to mention the huge waves hitting her body, even if a layer of waves is added to her body, she may not be able to bear the heavy load.
Yin Baishuang's face was as cold as jade. Her red sleeves rose up in shock, and golden thunder burst out from both sleeves, canceling out 80% of the power of the palm.
Because of the huge disparity in cultivation between the two, even if 80% of the power of the palm was offset, Feng Ju raised his eyebrows in surprise, but the remaining 20% of the palm power was not that of an ordinary Spirit-bearing Realm monk. Can be easily resisted.
At the moment when the thunder shards flew, if Yin Baishuang reacted very quickly and cast the white pieces, she could easily dodge the remaining 20% of the palm force.
But what fell out in front of her were thirteen black chess pieces, and Mo's chess intention reduced his palm power by another 10%.
The remaining 10% was still unchangeable. Yin Baishuang frowned and gritted her teeth.
A palm fell on his shoulder, the red clothes shook, and blood rose up, dyeing a large area of clear lake water red.
With this huge pushback force, Yin Baishuang retreated sharply, walking on the heavy waves without any weight.
She spread out her arm casually, just in time to hold the Hanzhi Sword that broke through the water. The sword energy was as frosty as snow, and the sword edge, as thin as rice paper, stirred up the water and cut the waves. The waves of the lake were as heavy as a thousand stones. Under this sword, he was as calm as a mirror, not disturbing even a trace of breeze or foam.
The swaying water lilies in the middle of the lake also returned to calm.
Yin Baishuang jumped up high and threw his sword into the lake. It was as if a cold sword hidden in a huge snow mountain penetrated into the bottom of the lake. The lake water froze again into thousand-year-old black ice. The cold air visible to the naked eye spread along the white clothes, freezing Su Jing in ice.
Allowing Feng Ju to take a few more steps, the glacial lake suppressed by the Hanzhi Sword no longer disintegrated, just like an ancient glacial sea that could not be invaded in the eternal frosty night.
Yin Baishuang was half-kneeling on the ice, one arm naturally dropped weakly, and his shoulders collapsed. He was originally dressed in red and it didn't show up. As soon as he settled down, blood started to drip along the ice, like It's a patch of red flowers that gradually bloom in the pure white snow.
Feng Ju's eyes were extremely cold, and he said as if he were looking at a dead person: "From ancient times to the present, there are not many people who can be admired by this protector. Today, the two of you are considered a special case. One of you dares to break the soul. This technique If you are not careful, your body and soul will be destroyed, and you will be lost forever. How dare you dare to protect me in front of this protector? How long can you stop me with your mortal body cultivation in the spiritual realm? "Feng. Big words, never too big.
He entered the country through robbery as early as two hundred years ago. In fact, he was a great talent of the Demon Sect. Later, he had to skin his flesh and pick out his soul bones. However, in this underground palace, he has always been with the Minglong. Accompanying him, he had already developed a white-bone yin body, and today he was nourished and devoured by the group of demonized monks and reunited with his physical body.
Although this physical body cannot be seen in the human world, in this land protected by the Dark Dragon, he also has a unique advantage.
Now that the Nether Dragon Qi has awakened and is rising, Feng Ju, who is of the same lineage as him, has also been rising in Qi cultivation, far better than ordinary Tribulation Realm experts.
Yin Baishuang didn't have much opinion about this, and she didn't have any awe in her heart. She slowly wiped the blood off her lips, stood up, and looked at the man dressed as a scribe expressionlessly. He sneered and said: "If you want to fight, then fight, why talk nonsense!"
Feng Ju's face darkened, and then he suppressed his gloomy look, and said with a low smile: "The art of soul liberation is so difficult and dangerous. A mere son of human beings actually tried to spread the earth's veins with three souls and seven souls to purify this place of magic spring. Such a state of mind It's really admirable. It's no wonder that she is the beloved daughter of Sect Master Su. She really complied with the purpose of Taixuanzong. The Taoist heart should be as bright as a candle. Everything above and below is reflected. It’s just that I don’t understand. You and she are both sons of heaven and God’s favorites. Why is she the one who ultimately chooses the art of Soul Relief?”
Soul Relief. , is a Taoist technique created by an unknown but great sage in ancient times. It is similar to Bingjie, but fundamentally different.
Soul solution is the separation of the soul and the body. The three souls and seven souls are used to dissolve the spirit and transform into the wind. The spirit can cross the common people and the earth, and the demons can pass through the world. Just like winter snow purifies the world, it can completely eradicate the evil breath of heaven and earth and cut off its evil spirit. The two lines of demon cultivation and demon clan will never continue.
It is a pity that the great practitioner who pioneered the art of soul liberation, after creating this technique, his body became old and gray.
From now on, the first technique practiced by hundreds of immortal sects to enter the Tao is this soul-breaking technique, in order to respect the ancestors and sages.
The art of soul liberation is a skill that everyone must master and master, but since ancient times, no one has been able to truly purify the world of winter snow.
People have seven emotions and six desires, and they can never be as white and unsullied as snow. Even if they are immortals for thousands of years, who can maintain their original aspirations after experiencing thousands of vicissitudes of life.
If you are not careful, you will not be able to purify the demons, but will be polluted by the turbid breath. The soul does not need a physical body. Once it is contaminated with this black and turbid air, don't say that even if you become an immortal in this life, you will only be a demon immortal. Even if the body dies and the Tao disappears, the soul will be stained forever and will never be redeemed or purified.
Because people have self-awareness, even though everyone has learned this technique, no one dares to perform it.
But once a person performs the soul-breaking technique, it means that the person must be fully prepared for a life-and-death fight.
This had to attract Feng Ju's attention.
Not to mention that he himself relies on the power of the dark dragon to survive so far. If the demonic veins are purified and dry up, the dark dragon that feeds on the demonic energy will starve to the bone and usher in real death. .
Even though this death process is extremely long, it is not a price Feng Ju can afford.
The great fear rising in his heart made Feng Ju become particularly bitter. He looked at the bloody woman and sneered again and again: "Or, compared to the girl from Taixuanzong, you are more afraid of death and are reluctant to give up. In this world of mortals, will the road live forever? "
The cold lake is like frost, and the cold lotus shines on people.
Yin Baishuang stood on the ice lake, her red clothes like a ball of eternal fireworks, waving uncertainly in the cold wind. Looking at it for a moment, she suddenly felt that the scenery was unparalleled and difficult to find in the world.
When she heard Feng Ju’s words, she raised her head and closed her eyes, and suddenly laughed softly. All the indescribable emotions in those bleak eyes were covered up, and when she opened her eyes again , those eyes are like a tired bird returning to the forest, without any trace.
She asked sarcastically: "Your mortal world is just a human purgatory to me, and this avenue of immortality is an endless eighteen-level purgatory of repeated reincarnation and suffering. You said that I am afraid of death, but in fact it is nothing more. It’s carrying too many precious memories that are hard to let go of.”
Thin lips stained with blood. Qingqi, when he said this, the soft smile was indescribably sad: "I can't afford to die."
Feng Ju looked at her intently. At this moment, he seemed to understand something. , couldn’t help but shake his head and said with a smile: “It turns out that the inner demon is stalking your life, so it’s no wonder that you can’t get rid of it.”
The smile on Yin Baishuang's face did not disappear, and she said: "If you think that I am standing in front of you because I can't break my soul, then this is really your biggest misunderstanding about me."
Feng Ju was stunned. , I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that the woman in front of him had changed. Although she was only a few miles away, she seemed to be thousands of miles away in the clouds, as elusive as a mirage in the clouds.
But what can this elusive feeling change?
Carrying spirits and overcoming tribulations are the difference between mortals and immortals. What can this person who is praised as a genius in the world rely on to turn the tide of the war?
Feng Ju didn’t know the answer, but he knew that no matter what miracle happened today, it would not change their fate of becoming dragon food.
The smile on Yin Baishuang's lips, which seemed to have read all Feng Ju's thoughts, became shallower, but did not disappear completely. She stood as quietly as the pines and bamboos in the forest, her figure as jade-like as fire, no longer speaking, she just slowly spread her arms towards Feng Ju. Only palms as white as snow.
A faint breath wrapped around her fingers, like the spring breeze blowing, or like winter thunder waking up. The red wind and purple lightning intertwined into several small vortexes, and there was a lightning bolt on the palm of her hand. There is thunder and a myriad of weather conditions.
As she lifted her little finger gracefully, black clouds and sky formed above the whirlpool of wind, thunder and lightning.
Feng Ju's face changed drastically, and he could no longer conceal the horror and shock in his eyes. His voice trembled as he said, "This... this is actually the aura of heavenly calamity!"
She is a little human being. His son, there is a calamity that cannot be overcome, and he holds all the calamities that symbolize the laws of heaven and earth in one hand.
At this time, Yin Baishuang's faint voice sounded, and there was no hint of pride, only plainness: "The world only knows that two hundred years to carry a spirit and three hundred years to overcome tribulations and become an immortal are sacred miracles. God's grace is so great, but who can You know, I sought Taoism at the age of three, opened my mind at the age of sixteen, and explored the sea at the age of seventeen. At that time, I was haunted by inner demons and fell into the mortal world. At the age of twenty, I picked up the sword of cultivation and sought the first level of Taoism. However, it took three years. In the fourth year, the heavenly tribulation came and all kinds of laws came to me. I opened the door and looked at the sky. The sky was full of thunder and calamity urging me to cross the gate of heaven. I refused to become an immortal, causing shock in all directions. Angry, I held the Heavenly Tribulation Hidden Sleeve with one hand, and I have been hiding it for two hundred years."
In her faint words, Feng Ju's face had already turned frosty, and his eyes were filled with disbelief: "How is that possible? ...How is it possible...How could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world? "
Yin Baishuang laughed lightly: "Master Protector of the Demon Sect, do you know what a true genius is?"
"Impossible..."
"Today? , you are lucky enough to see it.”
(End of this chapter)