"What the master said is exactly what I thought. It's a pity, I have been here to listen to some anecdotes from all over the world, watch the hundred family laws, and also know a lot of interesting people and things, and I have benefited a lot. Now, after this catastrophe, the cultivation power that has been in ruins will not only suffer a lot of losses, but also the Dao system will be lost a lot, and I am afraid that when the great changes come, the world will be even more chaotic. ”

Jiang Xiaobai's face was regretful, he shook his head and sighed, and there was some embarrassment between his eyebrows.

Since the appearance of the Snow Mountain Spirit Stone, there have been more and more people from all over the world, and it has slowly developed into a unique social structure of cultivation.

Practitioners from all walks of life gather together, there are various families contending, there are talking about the law and the Tao, learning martial arts on the Mochizuki Cliff, discussing strange things in the world in the tea shed, and you can also trade the method, etc., these social structures that belong to the practitioners are the "hotbed" of the first group of spiritual forces to awaken under the background of the revival of spiritual energy and the transformation of the world.

Jiang Xiaobai has come here this month and often goes back and forth, and he has indeed learned a lot in this atmosphere.

Able to understand the hidden things of the changes in the world in various places in time;

can observe the anecdotes of hundreds of people;

can trade the Taoist method that they lack;

You can also meet some interesting people and things.

These things have benefited him a lot in building roads.

Now, a landslide has shattered everything, and it's a pity.

As he spoke, his eyes looked at this scene of annihilation, and his heart was full of unknown and amazement.

The mountains are collapsing and the ground is cracking, the Milky Way is hanging in the sky, and I don't know what changes will happen.

None of this is known.

Even he was at a loss for a while, a little at a loss.

"Now that the spiritual veins under the entire snow-capped mountain are rioting, although we are the body of the gods, we still have to wait and make plans. ”

The old monk of Kongming stood in the void, his eyebrows pondered, and he did not intend to leave.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't make a sound, nodded, stood tall in the air, looked up at the silver-white waterfall that fell from the black clouds, and his eyes flashed with a deep groan.

According to his previous knowledge of the snow-capped mountains, there is a spiritual vein underneath this majestic snow-capped mountain thousands of meters high.

From the misty forest to the appearance of the spirit stone, and then to the shocking scene of the landslide and shaking, the spiritual veins under it have recovered again and again, and it should be time for a big explosion this time.

The outbreak of aura caused a change in the heavens and the earth, and the snow flew in June, and the earth shook the mountains.

The spirit stone erupted, like a volcanic eruption, turning into white light and flying in all directions.

And the silver-white "heavenly river" is transformed by an incomparably rich aura.

Jiang Xiaobai thought about it, and when the outbreak passed, he would go and explore.

He stood in the void with the old monk Kongming, silently watching the earth in front of him shake the mountains.

..................

On the snow-capped mountain, the flying stones in the sky are about to wreak havoc and crush the entire mountain, and the roaring sound is like a muffled thunder, which is deafening.

The mountains and forests were plundered, the ancient trees of the sky collapsed in pieces, fires were ignited everywhere, flying rocks and falling rocks crushed everything, and the entire snow-capped mountain was ravaged with holes.

In the mountains, the birds fled in patches, and the wild beasts scattered and roared, and there was a tragic image.

In the black clouds, the silver-white heavenly river that seemed to fall from the sky swooped down from the top of the mountain covered with black clouds, and the roar of the big river rolled all the way down the mountain.

Along the way, the trees that were burned by the wildfires and were about to turn black bald trees came to life at an alarming speed, and the bald branches grew green and the plants and trees rejuvenated.

Everywhere you go, that's true.

The silver-white water flows scattered along the way, moistening the plants and trees in the mountains that were about to be destroyed, some forming pools in the low-lying areas of the mountains, and some rushing down the mountain streams.

It turned into a thin silver-white line, in the form of a ray, flowing throughout the snow-capped mountain.

In June, snow flies, black clouds cover the sky, the Milky Way rolls, and flying rocks are shocking.

What a great scene!

It is imbued with a devastating and shocking aesthetic of violence.

And under this raging destruction, it was rejuvenated in the places along the way of the silver-white spiritual energy river.

There is vitality in destruction, just like the two poles of yin and yang, the anode gives birth to yin, and the yin pole gives birth to yang, which is the natural law of heaven.

Jiang Xiaobai stood in the void in the body of a yang god, overlooking this picture, his eyes were shining, and his heart was feeling.

He stepped on his feet, turned into a streamer, and went straight to the heavenly river that hung in the sky.

The old monk raised his eyelids, and the Buddha light on his body flashed, turning into a golden streamer and following away.

At the foot of the mountain, many surviving cultivators who looked up with reverence and reverence saw these two born great supernatural beings rushing straight into the sky of flying rocks and falling snow, and they immediately exclaimed in surprise and there was a commotion.

"Tianwei Huanghuang, where are the two seniors Yukong?"

"These two seniors have great powers, and if they want to go deep into Tianwei, there shouldn't be any big problem. ”

"Alas, I've been speculating that the world is about to change greatly, I didn't expect it to come so quickly, I waited for heavy casualties, if it weren't for these two seniors, it would be difficult for us to come out alive, the power of heaven is unpredictable!"

Some people sighed with palpitations.

"This is a disaster and a blessing for us. Practicing against the sky, today's calamity is a calamity of life and death, fortunately, there are masters to protect the way, and to observe the appearance of supernatural powers, it will be of great benefit to our future practice. ”

There was a middle-aged cultivator with a complicated expression, looking up at the two golden streamers that rushed into the flying rocks and falling snow, and sighed:

"The kind of small and powerless mind that I was born from the predicament of Tianwei just now seems a little ridiculous, it turns out that this is the real cultivator. ”

..........

The surviving cultivators were in a burst of discussions, sighing for their escapes from death, and in gratitude and awe for the two great supernatural beings who descended from the sky in their desperate situation and protected the path with them.

"Which of you knows the identities of these two seniors?"

Suddenly, someone threw up the question.

At this time, the cultivators who had just escaped from the great changes in the snow-capped mountains and had not yet recovered their thoughts couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this.

"I don't know about that high monk and living Buddha, but that Taoist master, everyone is actually very familiar with it. ”

One of them, looking a little excited, looked up to the sky and said with fiery eyes.

He is one of the few people who has seen Jiang Xiaobai's true face in Longhu Mountain.

He vaguely recognized Jiang Xiaobai before, and this discovery made him very excited.

"Who?"

Everyone else was curious.

"This Taoist master is the one who sent off the entire Heavenly Master Dao on Longhu Mountain a few months ago, and the most famous of the four masters in the world today. ”

"It turned out to be him!"

Everyone's expressions were shaken.

On the same day of Longhu Mountain, it is said that this person has attained enlightenment in Tushi Palace, and his magical powers are amazing, and he belongs to the first cultivator who shocked the world and spread widely in the rivers and lakes.

In terms of the rivers and lakes now, it is rumored that there are four monks who have entered the innate realm, and this person should be the first to be famous.

And in the crowd, Old Man Wei and his party listened, with different colors.

At this time, Old Man Wei and his party of six people have increased to nine.

Wang Qi's husband and wife, and a nun with a broken arm.

The nun with a broken arm was fifty years old, and she was the master of the little novice, and one arm was hit by a flying stone on the snowy mountain, and she was severely injured, and her breath was a little sluggish.

And Wang Qi's family, as well as the wife of the cultivator, Liu Ruyi's master, were also injured to varying degrees.

Fortunately, none of them were buried in the snow-capped mountains of the riots.

This is also a great blessing in misfortune.

"This time, I have inherited the kindness of my husband again. ”

Wang Qi's family just now suffered a falling stone in order to cover his wife in the snowy mountain riots, and the corners of his mouth were coughing up blood.

He looked at the dark sky and sighed with gratitude and embarrassment.

Just as everyone sighed, the snow-capped mountain that roared like thunder suddenly rushed out of a dazzling yellow light.