The catastrophe was menacing, black clouds were dense, thunder and lightning were combined, and silver snakes danced wildly towards the low-lying place where the Taoist priest was, and at the same moment, the formation under him flashed a white light, forming a bagua-shaped light mask to bounce back the lightning that had been chopped down.

The black clouds gathered thicker and thicker, almost pressing down on the top of the mountain, and the next wave of more violent impact came. The clouds in the sky had been brewing for a long time, and the dancing silver snakes gathered together to form a bigger and stronger flash ball of light and smashed down on the top of the Taoist priest's head, blocked by the protective layer generated by the formation, and kept pressing down.

The Taoist priest closed his eyes tightly in the formation, sweat continued to drip from his forehead, and hurriedly pinched a magic trick. The white light flashed quickly, and the resistance of the formation increased again, and the two forces collided with each other, eliminating the other, making a thunderclap sound.

The black oppressive clouds continued to converge towards the center, forming a huge silver tornado that continuously injected energy into the ball of light, and the weak ball of light that had almost been consumed by the formation became bright and strong again in an instant.

The Taoist priest opened his eyes, and when he saw this scene, he almost scolded: Didn't he break through the Yuan Infant Stage, and he didn't soar, as for such a ruthless thunder tribulation?

This mind-wandering formation was somewhat loosened, and the ball of light suddenly gained the upper hand.

The Taoist priest exclaimed that it was not good, seeing that the defensive formation was about to hold on, he somehow remembered the purple-gold luck hovering above Cheng Qiao's Zhuangzi, and the bad luck had karma, at this time, the Taoist priest was eager to save himself and didn't care about the rules and regulations of these heavenly ways, so he immediately took out a golden toad from the treasure bag, pinched his fingertips, and quickly drew a talisman on the golden toad's body.

I saw that the red light around the golden toad's body appeared, and his body suddenly became larger, and he opened his mouth and swallowed all the floating purple-gold qi luck into his mouth. The bulging abdomen flashed with golden light for a while, and then turned into red light, and when he opened his mouth again and spit out the essence of spiritual power, it instantly overflowed the entire formation. The Taoist priest greedily absorbed spiritual power, and kept pinching all kinds of magic decisions in his hands.

The shaky formation was finally stabilized by him, and the spiritual power that was constantly gathering in the palm of the Taoist priest's palm formed a white light containing infinite power and flew towards the ball of light, and after the ball of light flashed in the air a few times, the light faded and fell to the ground.

After a loud bang, the clouds dispersed and the heavy rain stopped.

The Taoist priest felt that the spiritual power spreading in his body was breaking through the pass, and a small whirlpool was formed within the originally calm divine consciousness, and a transparent spirit like a baby was held up on top of the tornado.

In an instant, hundreds of birds contended, the wind flew, and a golden sun shone on the Taoist priest.

When the Taoist priest opened his eyes again, the aura around him was completely different from before. With a slight movement of his fingers, the huge golden toad spat out a cloud of gas and fell into his palm. The Taoist priest fixed his eyes, and the gold color floating in front of him disappeared completely, leaving only a faint purple, and the phoenix hung its head listlessly, without the momentum of spreading its wings that he had seen before. After hovering in the air for a few weeks, the purple color became fainter and fainter, and there was a tendency for the phoenix to fold its wings and dissipate.

The Taoist priest is only not good, he forcibly robs others of his luck to cross the catastrophe for himself, which has planted cause and effect, and if he can't make up for it, he will definitely be condemned by heaven. Just as he was worried about what to do, a large purple air mass suddenly surged from the sky to surround the phoenix that was about to dissipate.

"This is the spirit of a king!" the Taoist priest exclaimed. With his senses, he naturally found two children holding hands on the top of the mountain to watch the peach blossoms.

"That girl should be Feng Laiyi, she ruined her luck, and this child may die early. The karma has been planted, and we can only do our best to remedy it. The Taoist priest muttered in his mouth, and reached into the treasure bag and took out a dark jade-colored gourd. With a reluctant face, he said, "This is an immortal treasure refined from 10,000-year-old jade at the bottom of the South China Sea!"

The boy next to the girl is the owner of the king's qi, and the Taoist priest doesn't want to make extraneous branches, so he casually casts a trick to let the girl see him. Then with a wave of his long sleeves, the person arrived in front of Cheng Qiao. Shi Li said: "Poor Dao Yumen Qin Yun." The girl has blocked the catastrophe for the poor road today, and the poor road will give this fairy treasure to the girl, as long as the girl will carry this treasure with her in the future, she will be able to ensure that you will be able to turn evil into good fortune in the future. ”

Cheng Qiao only felt that there was a flower in front of her, and a Taoist priest appeared out of thin air in front of her and said something inexplicably incomprehensible to her, and after speaking, he forced something into her hand, and the white light flashed and disappeared out of thin air. She thought she was dazzled, and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, but she didn't have a flower! and asked Zhu Xing beside her, "Did you see a strange person just now?"

Zhu Xing glanced at her in surprise and shook his head. He turned around and asked the young servant behind him, "Did Huang Ban notice that there were other people passing by nearby?"

The young man's gaze quickly swept between the cols on the top of the mountain, and he replied, "No one." ”

Zhu Xing asked her, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Qiao bit his lip and shook it, and replied, "It's okay." He tugged at the cold thing in his palm.

If it was a hallucination, where did the things in her hand come from? She felt like she didn't have enough brains. Xindao: The blue sky and the day will not hit the ghost, right? The body couldn't help shaking, and hurriedly said to Zhu Xing: "There's nothing to see, let's go down the mountain." ”

Zhu Xing nodded at her, turned around and walked down the mountain. The young man followed behind, and Cheng Qiao put things aside in his heart, and gradually fell behind. A mountain breeze blew, and the leaves swayed and rustled. Cheng Qiao looked around nervously, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, the grass and trees were all soldiers, and he only felt that the gourd-shaped ink jade in his hand was a hot potato, and he couldn't wait to throw it away immediately.

Zhu Xing, who was walking in front, found that she was left behind, and turned his head and shouted at her.

Cheng Qiao responded, casually threw out the black jade in his hand, and quickly caught up with the pair of master and servant in front.

Mo Yu rolled down the hillside, fell into a pool of water halfway up the mountain, and slowly sank to the bottom of the deep pool. After a night of heavy rain, the water in the pool was a little muddy. I don't know how long later, a large number of white water bubbles suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pool, floating on the surface of the water. When the bubbles disperse, the water is calm and the water becomes clearer. A fallen leaf fell into it, wrapped in a whirlpool and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Qiao didn't know about the changes that had taken place in the mountains, and when she returned to Zhuangzi in the mud, she was disgusted by her mother, and called a few servants to escort her to the room, wash her whole body, and put on refreshing clothes before letting her out.

Zhu Xing was warmly left in the Zhuangzi by Mrs. Cheng, and only got up to leave after lunch.

Knowing that Zhu Xing was leaving, Cheng Qiao was a little reluctant and kept sending Xiao Xianrou to the carriage.

Zhu Xing's expression was calm, and only after getting into the carriage did he lift the curtain and hook his fingers.

waited for Cheng Qiao to lean his head over, and then whispered in her ear: "Actually, I am the prince of Guangyuan Xing!"