Chapter 106 Feng Tao Buries Snow
In the underground ice and snow space, his eyes were tightly closed, and Kong Ji, whose consciousness had fallen into the world of ice and soul, had begun to form seals with his hands at an extremely fast speed.
The spiritual power and the power of frost and snow essence in his body began to flow turbulently in his limbs and bones as his seal was formed.
The rapid and rapid spiritual power, like the sound of a drum and a heavy hammer, vibrated so that the entire space trembled slightly.
Between his ten fingers, the printing method becomes faster and faster.
The sky freezes and the earth closes, just like the chilling feeling of winter coming, quietly swaying out of Kong Ji's body, spreading out like ripples of water, sweeping out.
That artistic conception, without substance, easily penetrated the stone wall and the thick mountain until it covered the entire main peak of the inner gate.
The subtle feeling of winter is difficult for ordinary people to detect. But Huangfuying and Dongxian, at the moment when the murderous aura spread out, they both turned their heads and looked at Shimen.
Smiles appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time.
"You win!" Even though Dongxian lost, there was no displeasure on his face.
The words just fell.
Phew!
The white mist was shrouded just a moment ago, like the main peak of the inner gate of a paradise.
Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind.
Following this, heavy snow fell like goose feathers from the sky.
In an instant, it was freezing cold.
However, the strange thing is that except for the main peak of Neimen, there is no heavy snow falling elsewhere.
Huangfu Ying's eyes flickered, looking at the snowflakes passing by her body, she said softly: "The Snow Burial Record·Feng Tao Buries the Snow, he succeeded."
At this time, Kong Jin entered a state of mystery and mystery.
Although he is under the ground.
But his consciousness was already immersed in the heavy snow covering the main peak of the inner gate.
Every snowflake is like his true body.
He could feel himself falling on the branches of ancient trees, hitting the soil of the mountain, and falling into the fish in the pond
Every snowflake was him.
To understand the world from Snowflake's perspective is not only novel, but the spiritual power in his body is growing at a gratifying speed in this state.
Suddenly, a snowflake carrying Kong's consciousness moved with the strong wind and floated into the small pavilion.
It fell towards the smart girl in the pavilion who was holding the minibus with her palms and admiring the snow scene.
"Haha!" The girl chuckled like a silver bell, stretched out her hand and put the snowflake carrying Kong's consciousness into her white, creamy hand.
Confucius cared about that moment and could even feel the warm body temperature on the girl's palm.
While Kong Ji was immersed in it.
His consciousness in the snowflakes suddenly stirred.
In this state, Kong Ji can see pictures that cannot be captured by the naked eye.
For example, right now, he saw a shadow standing in the void behind Huangfu Wuqin.
That is the figure of a woman. Her existence is both real and illusory, rising and falling in the illusory space.
In the void where she was, auspicious clouds rose up around her, accompanying her around.
In the clouds, golden lotuses grow, and the petals of the lotus dance with the clouds.
Suddenly, the phantom of the fairy beast Qilin leaped out from the auspicious clouds and danced happily around the woman's phantom.
Suddenly, the thundering Sanskrit sound spread from the auspicious clouds, making people feel that it should not be blasphemed.
Such visions make the woman look like a god looking down on all living beings.
Unfortunately, even though Kong Jiang tried his best, he still couldn't see the woman's face clearly.
other side.
A bald inner disciple with a thin body and no hair on his head, who was so smooth that he could be used as a mirror.
Exit from a cave on the main peak. When he looked at the snowy scene outside, he frowned.
"I haven't been in seclusion for long." The bald disciple muttered, as if he didn't like the snowy scene in the sky, and impatiently slapped away a few snowflakes that were about to float towards him.
It was okay not to move, when his palm came into contact with the snowflakes.
He only felt a coldness in his palm, and the place where it came into contact with the snowflake immediately bloomed with blood, and a large gap was opened.
The gushing blood had not yet hit the ground, but was frozen into blood ice by the cold power contained in the snowflakes, and hit the ground that was already covered with snow.
"Who is attacking me!" The bald man suddenly became alert and had no time to deal with the injury on his hand. After roaring loudly, he activated his spiritual power and tried to shake away the white snow in the sky.
But the snowflake did not go away. Instead, it fell even more rapidly because of the bald head's attack.
When the bald man saw this, he gritted his teeth and formed a seal.
Buzz! A thick golden spiritual barrier burst out from his body in an instant.
Trying to stop those snowflakes from attacking.
Dang Dang Dang! The heavy snow in the sky turned into a blade at this moment, launching a continuous storm-like attack on the barrier guarding the bald man.
At the beginning, the bald man relied on his advanced cultivation to resist the tea-cup kung fu for a long time.
But as time goes by, the heavy snow still has no intention of stopping.
On the contrary, the Taoism that protected him was crumbling under the attack of the snowflakes in the sky.
“It’s evil!” The bald man cursed as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The reason why he cursed like this was entirely because he saw from the corner of his eye that the surrounding vegetation was not harmed at all when the snowflakes fell.
Only by myself, when I touch the snowflake again, it’s like I’m touching a sharp blade that removes bones.
Gritting his teeth, Baldhead took the initiative to cancel the protective barrier, and then shot towards the entrance of his cave not far away.
It’s okay not to move, those snowflakes just fall with the wind.
As soon as the bald man moved, the snowflakes in the world immediately turned into tarsal maggots, following closely behind the bald man like a shadow.
How fast he is, how many snowflakes fly.
No matter how he ran, he could not escape the speed of Snowflake.
While running, the bald man received more than ten blood marks on his body.
He was about to return to the cave, but the snowflakes following him were gathering more and more.
It has formed a terrifying scale, like a tide of snowflakes, chasing after it.
The bald man knew that if he didn't deal with these snowflakes, even if he ran back to the cave, it would still be of no avail.
He simply took a deep breath, and his spiritual power gathered in his throat.
"Roar!" As he spoke, sound waves like a lion's roar immediately burst out from his mouth.
The sound waves were like ripples, shattering most of the snowflakes.
The other half, after Bald Head escaped into the cave, was successfully resisted by him using a Taoist barrier.
After doing all this, the bald man breathed a sigh of relief.
With lingering fear, he looked at the heavy snow outside that had covered the entire main peak with a layer of silver.
If he had to stand in the heavy snow, even he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Fortunately, those snowflakes do not seem to attack the surrounding environment.
Otherwise, you will have nowhere to hide.
Every move of the bald inner disciples was watched by Huangfuying and Dongxian on the top of the mountain.
Huangfu Ying couldn't help but sigh: "This Fengtao Burial of Snow was performed unconsciously by Kong Xian. He didn't have much murderous intent and would only attack those who showed hostility."
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"If this were to happen in a battle, apart from the top twenty talents on the Hidden Dragon List, few people would survive this snow burial."
Dongxian also echoed: "Burial There are two volumes of Snow Record, one for Burial of Snow and one for Sniffing Snow. It is unimaginable that the Snow Burial chapter alone was so powerful when Patriarch Xueyin took action with all his strength. What a scenery.”
(End of this chapter)