After Su Hanshan's true form returned, he swallowed more than 9,000 divine sand pills, and asked Xiahou, Nie Feiying and his grandsons to go to Toutuo Ridge for a period of time and take the corpses for burial to avoid the evil that they could not interfere with. battlefield.
The rest of the people wanted to go with him, so they came to Xiangyang with him.
Among all the people, there is no need to mention the wisdom incarnation method that is brilliant.
The Flower Goddess read all the Kunlun books, and the wisdom and literature nurtured her heart. She was once recognized by the Flower God’s Pure Land. She communicated with the underworld with a single thought. No matter what kind of underworld material she ingested, she knew how to apply it. The means are inexhaustible.
As long as she doesn't meet Kunlun's high-level officials, she can even be regarded as a Pure Land Immortal who is not good at attacking, but is good at fighting.
As for Su Hanshan, Long Yunfeng, and Ouyang Chun, just standing there was enough to make Gongsun Ce surprised and then happy.
"If you are willing to take action, speaking of it, we have become the stronger party with more people."
Gongsun Ce said happily, "Please go to the post house to rest for a while. I have something here. Formation chart, everyone practices together After several deductions, when the time comes, it should be enough to stop the masters of the Xiangyang Palace from using magic to activate the flying silver armor soldiers."
After hearing this, Su Hanshan looked at the Sky Tower, but he just saw it. Shaked his head.
"Master Bao was dragged down by the Pure Land of Wenqu, and his thoughts were impurities. He did not dare to directly spy on the people in the building, so he did not notice that they had hidden murderous intentions. If we delay, we may become them. They took the initiative to attack us.”
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward leisurely, glanced at the Kaifeng Mansion trio, and raised a smile.
“All of you together, even if you don’t practice the formation together, are enough to watch the valley and block all the induction to prevent the people of the nine counties of Jingxiang from losing their souls and suffering disaster.”
"As for other things, I can do it."
Bao Zheng was thoughtful and looked at the tall building again.
Gongsun Ce wanted to say something else to be on the safe side.
Su Hanshan had already waved his right hand, cut off a four-foot-long branch next to him, and held it with his hand.
The sound of breathing that seems to be absent, advancing and retreating, swallowing and exhaling, repeats in a cycle, ringing in everyone's ears.
All the surrounding trees, the brown trunks and bark, the green branches and leaves and buds, have become a bit blurry for some reason, making people want to rub their eyes.
But there were all practitioners present, and they naturally understood that this was not a visual deviation, but a blurry phenomenon in their mental induction.
Soon, these fuzzy trees began to disappear little by little from the tips of the branches and the edges of the leaves.
Although Gongsun Ce was well-informed, he was a little confused at this time as to what kind of magic was used to create such a scene.
Zhan Zhao turned his eyes and looked around. Suddenly, he reached out with his left hand. With a slight movement, his fingertips seemed to have touched invisible flexible needles.
Long Yunfeng and Ouyang Chun were keenly aware of this scene, with a look of surprise in their eyes.
They have all communicated with Su Hanshan and know that Su Hanshan’s magic needle can do whatever he wants.
The person who makes the move is thinking about bypassing everyone. Even if everyone makes a move, whether physically or mentally, it will cause the divine needle to react, and they will move out of the way, and there will be no chance of contact.
The fact that Zhan Zhao could actually meet him made Ouyang Chun realize that the other person was probably someone whose combat power was slightly ahead of his time.
Although the physical body and foundation have not yet reached the threshold of floods, they have already achieved a unique martial arts obsession.
However, Zhan Zhao only touched it once, and those pine needle-like touches were gone as quickly as the subtle illusion when drunk.
After running the Five Thunder Spiritual Core dream and cultivating the Great Compassion Heart Seal and Divine Rou, Su Hanshan’s Zhurong Divine Needle became more and more in line with the ever-changing charm.
The manifestation of power is like a golden needle piercing the sky, brilliant and dazzling.
Hidden energy is like the tidal force of the moon, invisible and formless.
When he was walking in this mountain forest, the wild and green scenery all over the mountain was already being transformed by the intervention of the magic needle.
Those trees did not really disappear, but under the influence of the magic needle, they split into fibers as thin as hair and inches long, floating in the sky.
No matter what color these fibers are in the form of trees, when they are cracked into their current state and illuminated by the sun, they will show a crystal clear texture.
The trees are disappearing at an avalanche-like rate.
Starting from the top of the mountain, the entire mountain peak turns from green to yellow. The vast and light fibers on the mountain, as light as snow silk, travel through the wind, rush to the peak in front, cross the deep valley, and float towards the tall buildings.
On the Sky Tower, the doors and windows are closed.
The building is decorated with splash-ink paintings, flower arrangements, bonsai, and ancient sword screens.
The King of Xiangyang sat cross-legged on a futon, forming a large circle with several guests from his residence, perfecting the spells and talismans of the Flying Silver Armored Soldiers.
These guest guests are all somewhat related to Xiao Penglai of the East China Sea. Sitting opposite King Xiangyang, more than ten feet apart, is Fang Tianhua, who "shakes the west sky with his palms", with white hair and a childish face, purple robe and golden boots.
Sitting on his left side is Ji Chengda, the "Nine-Headed Divine Eagle". His head is hairless, but there are eight sarcomas. Even his original head is called Nine Heads. He has a thin face and a slight beard, and is covered with silver sequins.
The person sitting on his right side was, even more remarkable, none other than Xia Suiliang, the chief disciple of Bixia Palace Martial Saint Yu He.
In the clearing surrounded by the four of them, there was a jade ax floating in the air.
The jade ax is engraved with many images of stars and bucket handles. Between the ups and downs, there are countless text patterns, which emerge from the surface of the jade amulet and shrink in. There are changes in the expansion and contraction.
This jade ax was a treasure left by previous generations from Mount Hua when Zhao Kuangyin was young. It can help the holder refine his skills and perfect his moves.
It was with this jade ax that Zhao Kuangyin made his fortune, his kung fu advanced by leaps and bounds, and he became a general, later wearing a yellow robe.
After he was sent to the afterlife by Zhao Er, this treasure was kept by Zhao Er. In his later years, he gave it to the youngest and most favored King of Xiangyang among his nine sons.
The Flying Silver Armor Soldier was originally refined by emptying the treasury of the Northern Han Dynasty and receiving thousands of treasures given by the Holy Mother of Wuling herself.
Although the King of Xiangyang occupies one area and can loot as much as he wants, he has to support many civil and military officials and trade military magic weapons with the East China Sea, so there is really not much left.
Over the years, he was able to rely on the remaining spiritual materials to repair tens of thousands of silver-armored soldiers, so much so that every single one of them, placed in the capital of the Northern Han Dynasty, could be one against ten.
What he relies on is to invite all the guests to work together to activate the jade ax and optimize the spell.
“What a good treasure!”
Fang Tianhua praised, “Over the years, we have been step by step, watching this jade ax optimize the spell, and now it is finally incomparable. But it has reached its peak."
The King of Xiangyang was not satisfied and said with some regret: "Unfortunately, the magic has reached its peak. Extremely, the Silver Armored Soldiers have not actually kept up with this progress."
"If I am given another ten years, with the support of the channel of the East China Sea, the essence of demon training and magic gathering training can be found here. As reflected in the Feitian Silver Armor Soldier, perhaps every Silver Armor Soldier can think through the underworld just like the Pure Land cultivators in the third realm.”
"What a sight it is to have tens of thousands of divine soldiers who don't care about life and death, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, carry out orders and prohibitions, and can mine materials and treasures from the underworld. What a sight! After conquering the Song Dynasty, they will expand like a snowball. In their lifetime, they will be able to dominate the world!"
Xiangyang The king looked at Xia Suiliang and said with emotion, "At that time, the East China Sea Bixia Palace will be a unique holy place in the world. There will no longer be five sects, thirteen sects and eighty-one sects."
Xia Suiliang smiled to himself. , stood up and walked to the window and poured a glass of wine.
“Kunlun and Emei are not easy to deal with, and there is still an old man alive in Wudang. Even if you wait another ten years to send troops, there may not be other variables.”
Xia Suiliang held the wine glass, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, "As the saying goes, it's time to break. Lu Kun has been missing, Bao Zheng has changed his route to Xiangyang, and it is basically tacitly known that you want to rebel."
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"Your Majesty, think about Zhao Kuangyin's mutiny in the past and your father Zhao Guangyi's murder of his brother. If there was a slight hesitation and a slight delay of one night, the world might not be like this."
The King of Xiangyang nodded solemnly and said: "That's right. Since this set of spells has been deduced and tested correctly, I will choose an auspicious day... No, I will send troops today to kill Bao Zheng first. Flag."
Xia Suiliang drank the glass of wine and nodded: "Leave Zhan Zhao to me."
Ji Chengda said with a smile: "You are so young, why bother. The eldest brother personally takes action. As long as the eldest brother is out raiding the formation, the three of us will be just right.”
“Hmph!”
Xia Suiliang glanced at him and said, "If you don't use Yuyi Demon-proofing Slash to the point of losing control, you may not be able to defeat Zhan Zhao with one and a half moves, let alone kill him."
"We must ensure that he There is no way to escape, and it is only right for you two to join forces to kill Bao Zheng if I personally take action!"
After saying this, Xia Suiliang suddenly frowned and looked at the door behind Fang Tianhua! .
Fang Tianhua didn't know what was happening and turned around to look: "What's wrong?"
Everyone looked at the door.
The doors and windows of Chongxiao Tower are covered with thousand-year-old white jade paper that was refined in the imperial capital of the Song Dynasty. It is said that after thousands of years, the jade is as white as new.
But because there are tens of thousands of flying silver armors hidden in the deep valley, which are nourished by the breath of the underworld, the side of the building facing the deep valley is also infected and turns slightly yellow.
Now the yellowed paper has a new color added, as if when it snows, tiny snowflakes get on it.
From one door to two doors, and then all the doors and windows in that direction, the yellow color has faded by three points.
All changes happen in an instant.
Fang Tianhua subconsciously raised his eyes and stared. The two doors were suddenly squeezed and opened forcefully outwards against the original direction of the wooden shaft.
Bang! !
The door was halfway open and suddenly bounced inwards. There was already one more person inside the building.
Fang Tianhua has not yet seen clearly whether the person is a man or a woman, old or young. He saw a branch in the man's hand, lifted up lightly, and chopped it down towards his head.
Fang Tianhua's coiled body suddenly straightened up, his head tilted back slightly, and he slapped his hands upwards.
He is known as "turning the palm of his hand to shake the west sky". The kung fu in his hands is naturally excellent, and he uses a force of vibration, but he is not pursuing high-speed shocks, but only three shocks.
Each shock is extremely heavy and thick, and has a far greater range than high-frequency shock waves. Wherever the palm force passes, it will even deliberately suppress the frequency of vibrations of external things after the impact. .
Let them all be unified, all within the three earthquakes.
Such a shock wave is extremely large and thick, but it is extremely difficult to hear it. Let alone human ears, even ants, crickets, etc., which can feel it before an earthquake, cannot hear it.
Under three earthquakes, the Buddhist kingdom on earth, which was built into a mountain and built into a temple with three halls, five hundred bronze sculptures and three thousand iron statues, would also be shaken to the point of being completely crooked and deformed.
When he patted the branch with his hands like this, he realized that it was really just a branch, not a magical weapon deliberately made to look like a branch.
Fang Tianhua felt deeply weird. He felt that facing such a branch, he used a unique trick, which really tarnished the palm power he had cultivated for so many years.
But the next moment, he was shocked to find that his hands were unable to crush the tender tips of the branches.
The soft and mighty, the strong and condensed thought power winds on that branch.
The branch changed from downward to upward, and the tip seemed to briefly suck Fang Tianhua's hands.
In a blink of an eye, the famous "turning palm to shake the west sky" was thrown out, smashed the window next to Xia Suiliang, and smashed into the outside world.
Xia Suiliang didn't care about him, he just took action instantly and grabbed forward.
At the same time, a star-like light emerged from the tip of the flexible branch.
Phantom double points, two points in the air.
The silver-white sequins on the nine-headed eagle suddenly gathered on the face, layered on top of each other, blocking the bit of starlight.
The starlight suddenly brightened and turned into a rapidly expanding spiritual magnetic field, which bounced the nine-headed eagle and flew towards the same window.
When the expanding magnetic field only expanded to half the size of a buffalo, it distorted and flickered, elongating from an approximate circle into a strip and flowing sideways.
Because the branches of Su Hanshan have actually pointed towards King Xiangyang, all the force of the previous blow has also flowed towards this one.
When King Xiangyang saw Su Hanshan appear, he realized something was wrong and hurriedly took action to capture the jade axe.
But he never expected that Fang Tianhua and the nine-headed eagle combined could not block Su Hanshan for half an instant.
The hand of King Xiangyang caught the jade axe, and before he could exert any force, the branch had already hit his face.
But this thorn did not hit.
Xia Suiliang's palm has also reached out from the side and behind, and pointed like a sword, hitting a little starlight on the tip of the branch.
With the slightest contact between the two forces, the Sky Tower built with years of skill and many precious materials will explode into powder.
There is even a tendency for the explosion to spread and blow the cliff at the foundation of the Sky Tower into fine sand.
However, the color of the Sky Tower has changed now, with countless wooden fibers covering the surface of the building.
When the window was broken just now, these fibers did not react.
Now, the terrifying power inside is blooming, and the building has not had time to be damaged. The wooden fibers that seem as thin as hair have already expanded and intertwined in Su Hanshan's thoughts.
On the surface of the hundred-foot-tall building, tens of thousands of huge wood-colored flowers bloomed from top to bottom and in all directions.
The internal strength is all absorbed and resolved by the outer filaments, just right, and the building as the medium is not damaged at all.
The branches are like knives and the fingers are like swords.
With one sword and one sword, flowers bloom all over the building.
The force of the collision between the two was completely removed, and the power of Xia Suiliang's fingertips was also aroused by this wonderful change in internal and external transformation. It loosened a few points, knowing that something was wrong.
The fingers and branches flashed against each other several times between the electric light and flint.
Xia Suiliang made a backhand hook and led the King of Xiangyang to retreat quickly, burst out of the empty window, and landed outside the Sky Tower.
The King of Xiangyang landed on the grass on the cliff and looked at his empty palms illuminated by the sun. His eyes were full of shock, confusion and disbelief.
At the last moment when he left, the branch even had time to sweep the back of his hand, and forcefully pulled the jade ax out of his hand, leaving it inside the building.
Xia Suiliang also looked at his hands. The skin on the tips of the two fingers had been damaged, revealing some bones. Driven by his mind, he reorganized microscopically. Although the wounds were healed, the skin in those two places appeared thin. Some.
This is because a small part of the martial arts particles that make up his real body's skin were actually destroyed and escaped his control.
"What kind of trick is this?"
Xia Suiliang raised his eyes and looked at the man who floated out of the Sky Tower and landed.
That was just a young man, and the branches in his hands were still green.
"Yimu is the yin part of the wood spirit."
Su Hanshan said softly, "Eastern Canglong, the god of Yimu, Canglong's creation, is as difficult to understand as yin, why..."< br>
"Creation Canglong Yimu Divine Thunder!"
The branch swung back slightly, and the flowers on the surface of the Sky Tower all trembled and rotated.
This hundred-foot-tall building, the foundation buried deep under the cliff, and the poured copper and iron were all pulled out in one breath, making a rumbling sound.
The tall buildings soared into the sky and fell into the deep valley.
Gongsun Ce was full of admiration and was ready to speak out. He waved his feather fan in his hand and feathers flew away, supporting the tall building.
Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun were already standing on the top of the tall building, lined up on the left and right.
Long Yunfeng held the sword and stood beside Bao Zheng, staring at the branch from a distance, feeling that the sword in his hand became a little unpleasant.
Get out of the building in the blink of an eye.
The expressions of Fang Tianhua and Ji Chengda were no better than that of King Xiangyang. Their faces tightened and they stepped back unconsciously.
I almost wanted to stand behind Xia Suiliang before I felt safe.
"Why are you panic?!"
Xia Suiliang scolded with a sullen face, "Didn't I find that you two were not injured at all?"
He looked at the six directions and looked at the opposite side. Everyone had a panoramic view and snorted coldly, "The purpose of seizing the building with all our strength is to isolate the flying silver armored soldiers. The man's hands are naturally restrained."
"Long Yunfeng can barely be considered an opponent. The person in front of him is not bad."
"But his moves are extremely sophisticated. If a person cannot be killed in a single confrontation, the threat will be greatly reduced after being adapted.”
"In order to seize the Chongxiao Tower, he didn't focus on killing one or two of you first. This is his wife's kindness and the biggest mistake!"
The disciples of Donghai respected Patriarch Yu and He as if they were gods, but they couldn't get along with each other. many.
In contrast, they had more affection and respect for Xia Suiliang. Fang Tianhua and Ji Chengda were relieved when they heard this.
After thinking about it, looking back at the previous battle, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that Xia Suiliang was absolutely right.
Even the King of Xiangyang was the same as those two people. The more he thought about it, the more courageous he became. The panic in his heart turned into anger. He gritted his teeth and used his power to connect his own big killer weapon of gathering demons and refining treasures. Staring at Su Hanshan.
"You..."
"Haha!"
Su Hanshan chuckled twice and interrupted King Xiangyang's words. His demeanor and behavior did not take those three people into consideration at all, but Looking at Xia Suiliang, he lifted up the branch in his hand.
"It's a good idea to adapt to my moves, but which one of you are you adapting to just now?"
The last sound is still there, and the sword has been unsheathed.
The branch lying horizontally in Su Hanshan's hand seemed to have turned into a scabbard, and he drew out a bright sword.
With a flash of light, the sword had grown to an unknown length, cutting off the clouds above the mountain peaks, adding a sharp streak of light to the blue sky and white clouds.
Xia Suiliang's expression suddenly changed. When he felt the sword from above, it crashed down. The mountain at his feet had not yet been struck. Just because of the Qi induction, a crack appeared straight to the root of the mountain!
The merciful and gentle thought of subduing demons penetrates up and down, and activates the vitality of the sky, the demonic nature of the earth, and the yin and yang of the heaven and earth, all with this seemingly casual sword.
The Qi covers the mountains and rivers, the tyranny is boundless, the four images are harmonious, and Taixu strikes with a sword! !
(End of this chapter)