Chapter 330: Cooking
Sky Road!
In the darkness, Dong Zhongshu's body rose into the air. The whole body of the person was covered with twinkling starlight, which was exceptionally bright in the dark night. Behind him, a void starry sky appeared. In this starry sky, countless stars and meteorites are constantly moving, converging on him and providing him with energy.
Punch through the sky!
He slammed his fist into the dark void, and a massive fist phantom slammed into the sky above his head. There was a loud "boom", and the whole earth seemed to tremble. The water in the darkness shook violently, and the ice was shaken into the sky, falling with a stabbing sound. The waves are violently surging, like a tsunami earthquake at the bottom of the sea!
Those elite disciples who were running on the surface of the water in the dark cultivated as strong ones flew into the air to dodge, and those who cultivated weaker ones fell into the water one after another. The weakest cultivators in this group were those officials of the Hanlin Academy, and in this disaster, they could not protect themselves at all, and several people in official uniforms had sunk to the bottom of the sea.
At this time, Zhuangzi, who was standing at the peak of the Sword Gorge of the Book of Soldiers, looked at the situation below with cold eyes. Beneath the cliff is an endless ocean of ice, in which a huge whale is churning and swelling. The whale was so large that it was impossible to see it in its entirety even from the summit of the canyon. In front of it, the Zhuangzi on the summit is like an ant-like black spot.
At this moment, the huge head of the huge whale suddenly tilted back, and a monstrous wave erupted in the ice ocean. The person in its mouth is trying to blast the whale's mouth open.
Zhuangzi, the second-generation sage of the former Taoist Academy, cultivated elegance and studied heaven and man, creating an era of Taoist Academy. His character. It has been recognized by the world. However, this Zhuangzi's eyes were full of indifference and murderous aura. A blood-red glow flashed. It's terrifying.
"Zi is not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish!?" Zhuangzi sneered.
And at this time. In the darkness of the fish's mouth, the five fingers are missing. "Let's bombard with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi together!" Seeing that Dong Zhongshu's Divine Dao could not crack Zhuangzi's Northern Darkness, the sect master of the Haotian Sword Sect shouted. Hearing this, the Sword Saints of the Ten Sword Sects instantly formed a circle, stretched out their palms one after another, and strong light emerged.
Ten rays of light converged in the middle of them, and then condensed into a huge ball of energy light. The scholar's supernatural powers can be blasted away by the swordsman's heaven and earth vitality, so the ten sword masters are ready to bombard together. The ten Sword Saints pushed out their palms with all their might, and the energy balls that gathered the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the ten people instantly bombarded towards the void.
"Boom"
There was another loud bang. Bingyang trembled again.
Nature!
At this time, Dong Zhongshu, who was standing in the air, did not stop, but punched again. This punch carries the power of heaven and man. This power is the kind of morality that grows and multiplies, decays and dies in all things. A void aura instantly eroded away, and carried out a moral bombardment on this big fish!
Suddenly, the whale opened its mouth and spewed out a huge jet of water. Countless people are like small fish and shrimp, and the sea water is sprayed out. Countless ice cubes and icy waters. Mixed with small black dots. Among them, there are some black dots that fly in the sky and do not fall with them. They are those who have cultivated to the strongest saints, sword saints.
After the whale spewed out of the crowd, its huge body sank into the icy water. After the whale sinks to the bottom of the sea. The boundless sea water seems to be sucked into the ground and melts into the earth. The scholar's supernatural power is the embodiment of the scholar's temperament. Not really sea water and whales. The Warrior Book Baojian Gorge has been restored to its original state, and the second generation of Taoist sage Zhuangzi Xiu's North Hells has fish magical powers. It's been cracked.
The combined efforts of the ten Sword Saints could not be cracked, but Dong Zhongshu's natural path could save them. At this time, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe for Dong Zhongshu. Dong Zhongshu, the first saint of the dynasty, is indeed not something they can compete with.
"Hmph! I can actually crack my Northern Hell, and there are a few good cultivators among you. Zhuangzi, who was standing at the peak of the Sword Gorge of the Book of Wars, said coldly. If it is not cracked, then everyone present will be devoured. However, digesting their power, he gradually transformed it into his own cultivation.
"Everyone worked together to kill him!" Dong Zhongshu let out a snort.
Dong Zhongshu actually asked everyone to work together to kill Zhuangzi? The people who saw the light of day again were shocked when they heard this. Killing the second-generation saint is something they can't even think of.
"Wait!, he is the second-generation saint of my Taoist Academy, so he must not be rude!" Liu An, a saint of the Taoist Academy, stood up and said loudly. Every saint of the academy is a huge dependent, the foundation of the academy. He did not allow others to destroy the foundation of the Taoist Academy.
"It's stupid!" Dong Zhongshu scolded angrily and said, "This Zhuangzi in front of you is not his body at all, if you don't kill him, he will kill you." Zhuangzi is now in a time and place where it shouldn't be, and everything will become evil. Therefore, the current Zhuangzi is an evil Zhuangzi, not a real Zhuangzi. ”
"Evil Zhuangzi!" the crowd was shocked again. The evil Zhuangzi was invited by Dong Zhongshu, why did he do this? Dong Zhongshu originally wanted to ask Zhuangzi to come out and persuade the saints present, but it seemed that some mistakes had occurred, resulting in a situation that he could not control. The reason for this is probably only known to him.
"Do a few beginner saints and a group of ants want to kill me?" Zhuangzi sneered.
Suddenly, the whole person had been ejected from the peak of the Sword Gorge of the Book of Soldiers like a projectile. "Kill!" There was a loud shout from the crowd, and several Sword Masters instantly struck. Zhuangzi was going to kill them just now, and they would definitely not stand still, and this was not Zhuangzi's body at all. Countless terrifying sword qi broke through the air and slashed towards Zhuangzi.
The sword qi criss-crossed, like a net of heaven and earth, and even flies couldn't dodge. Moreover, every sword qi was emitted by a person at the level of a sword saint, and its power was enough to open mountains and crack stones. The sound of breaking the sky sounded, as if even the entire sky was about to be torn apart by them.
"It's easy!"
Zhuangzi, who had not yet fallen to the ground, was hit by countless sword qi, and his entire body twisted, like a twisted bond, shuttling through the cracks of these sword qi. To twist the whole body to such an extent and become as thin as a cicada's wings is something that only this second-generation Taoist saint has the ability to do.
With ease, Zhuangzi once expounded his thoughts on this ability in his "Zhuangzi, the Master of Health". "The sword of this minister has been nineteen years, and it has solved thousands of oxen, and if the blade is new to the other section, there is leisure, and the blade is not thick; "It has been handed down and is known to everyone as the Cook.
When a saint comprehends supernatural powers or abilities, he will basically write poems to explain his supernatural powers and the thoughts contained therein. For example, Zhuangzi's "Leisurely Travel" and "Health Master" have been circulated by the world. Moreover, it is also necessary to write articles for the world to observe, and what scholars cultivate is humanity after all.
Back then, Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching, Zou Yan wrote the Zou Zi, and Mo Zhai wrote the Mozi, and each of the first generation of saints had their own famous works.
The ability to play with ease belongs to the body, making the body as thin as a cicada's wings, and it can be twisted at will, like a sharp thin knife, ordinary people basically can't hurt him.
The Way of the Heavens!
Punch through the sky!
At this time, countless stars and meteorites condensed behind Dong Zhongshu again. Dong Zhongshu punched in the air, and a huge fist appeared, blasting out towards Zhuangzi in mid-air.
"Boom!"
This punch was directly bombarded on Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi was now dodging the combined attacks of several Sword Saints, and had no time to resist Dong Zhongshu's bombardment. However, the moment Dong Zhongshu hit Zhuangzi, his body disappeared and transformed into a colorful butterfly. The beautiful butterfly danced, passed through the sword qi like a net of heaven and earth, and flew down in the crowd.
Seeing the beautiful butterflies fly down, the crowd dispersed instantly, leaving a huge space. The second-generation saints of the Taoist Academy, killing them is as simple as pinching an ant to death.
When the butterfly descends to the ground, it instantly transforms into the appearance of Zhuangzi. A scholar in his twenties, rich and handsome. He had a face like a crown of jade, and he held a book in his left hand.
However, his eyes were full of violence and murder, which made people tremble. (To be continued......)
PS: I've been grabbing tickets for the past few days, and I don't have time to update, sorry