"One moment its wings touched the waves, the next it rushed straight into the clouds, and it cried, and in the brave cry of the birds, the clouds heard joy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Suddenly becoming a little excited, Bai Cangdong stepped out again.

In this shout – full of longing for the storm! In this shout the dark clouds heard the power of wrath, the flame of passion, and the confidence of victory. ”

Bai Cangdong walked faster and faster, and his voice became more and more excited, the thunder and lightning in the heavens, and the roaring storm could not stop his steps at all.

"The seagulls moaned before the storm came—groaning, and they flew across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea. The sea ducks were moaning, too, – they could not enjoy the joy of life's battles: the rumbling thunder frightened them. Stupid penguin, timidly hiding his fat body under a cliff...... Only the haughty petrel, bravely, and freely, flies on the foaming sea!"

Bai Cangdong strode up loudly in the face of the thunderstorm, his posture was extremely arrogant.

"The clouds grew darker and lower, and pressed down toward the sea, and the waves sang and rushed high into the air to meet the thunder. Thunder roared. The waves cried out in angry droplets, contending with the wind. Behold, the wind clung to the waves and threw them viciously against the cliffs, smashing the massive pieces of jade into dust and dust. The petrel screamed and flew, like black lightning, through the clouds like arrows, its wings sweeping the droplets of the waves. Behold, it flies like an elf, a haughty, black and stormy elf—it laughs, and it howls...... It laughs at the clouds, it cries out with joy!"

The disciples of the Jade Void Palace had never heard such a poem, it was completely different from what they had learned, and even made them feel a little nondescript, but they didn't know why, they listened to such a voice, listened to such words, but only felt that something was surging in their bodies.

It was a strange feeling, as if I was sick, my body had a terrible fever, the blood flow was increasing, and my body seemed to be trembling a little.

Bai Cangdong moved forward frantically, at this time it can no longer be described as climbing, Bai Cangdong has summoned crow wings, flying wildly in the thunder and lightning and torrential rain in the sky.

It seems that nothing in the world can stop Bai Cangdong's figure, and thousands of thunderbolts and torrential rain seem to have become his spotlight.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, a deathly silence, and everyone stared blankly at the arrogant figure flying up in the storm.

It was as if heaven and earth had surrendered under that stubborn figure.

"This sensitive spirit, which had long heard the fatigue of the thunder's wrath, was convinced that the clouds could not cover the sun,—yes, not the wind...... Thunder roared...... Piles of dark clouds, like cyan flames, burned on the bottomless sea. The sea seized the bolts of lightning and extinguished them in its own abyss. The shadows of these lightning bolts, like fiery snakes, swam in the sea and disappeared in a flash. ”

Listening to Bai Cangdong's passionate voice, everyone felt as if there was a fire burning in their chests, as if something was rolling in their chests.

Thirteen thousand, fifteen, eighteen, twenty-four thousand, the number of steps is no longer the focus of their attention, I don't know when, there is only the arrogant figure flying between heaven and earth in their eyes.

"This guy ...... This guy ...... "Some people really want to say something, but at this time they suddenly find that they can't think of anything and can't say anything, and they want to listen to those strange poems or articles that Bai Cangdong said."

Thirty thousand steps!

Bai Cangdong stood in front of the last six thousand eight hundred steps, and the thunder and lightning and the torrential rain here had already been connected, a world transformed by blazing light, as if the entire world had been destroyed by that blazing light.

"The tempest! The storm is coming! This is the brave petrel, flying proudly in the roaring sea, in the midst of the lightning, and this is the prophet of victory crying out: Let the storm come more violently!"

Bai Cangdong flew into the blazing light without stopping, and the stubborn and arrogant figure was instantly submerged in the blazing light.

Everyone stared at the stone gate behind the blazing white, which was completely different from the blazing world intertwined with thunder and lightning, the stone gate was the stone gate, and the gray stone gate was simple and unpretentious, and there was not even a trace of patterns and carvings in sight.

There is no lock, it is just so gently closed.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stone gate, and the blood-boiling voice echoed in their ears as if alone: "Let the storm come more violently!"

All voices of disdain, contempt, ridicule, ridicule, contempt are gone.

An outsider, a person who didn't grow up in the Jade Void Palace, a guy who looked like a hillbilly to them, completely shocked their hearts at this moment, making them involuntarily want to pay attention to his existence.

A person who can fly across the Immortal Dao, a person who can recite such strange and blood-boiling verses, no matter where this person comes from and what kind of origin he comes from, at least at this moment, almost the entire people of the Jade Void Palace are attracted and impressed by him.

At least at this moment, no one will feel that Bai Cangdong is not worthy of the four words of the Bai family's bloodline, no one will feel that Bai Cangdong is just an outsider, and no one even thinks that he is a member of the Bai family, they are just simply frightened by this person.

It's pure, it's just scary.

They had never seen such a virtuous man, not before, and probably not in the future.

A sage flew across the Immortal Road and chanted a poem to his mother, and they only felt that they were living a ghost.

But they were fascinated by the posture and the strange poems, just thinking about it, they felt uncomfortable with the heat all over their bodies, and they hated to rush into the path of ascending immortals themselves, and they hated to open their wings to meet the baptism of thunder and lightning.

But after all, no one did that, just stared intently at the stone gate at the end of the Ascending Immortal Dao, and there was a faint desire in his heart that was indescribable.

If a person is only a little stronger than him, then he is your enemy and you will want to surpass him.

But when this person is strong enough to make you feel hopeless, then he is no longer an enemy, but a god.

Boom!

The stone door was pushed open by a hand, revealing a gap, and light shot out from inside, and everyone's eyes were attracted by that hand, slender and powerful.

Immediately after, the stone door was violently pushed open completely, and in that blazing white light, a figure slowly walked out, no rage, no anger, just walked so quietly, and walked out in a blazing light.

The blazing light behind him was too dazzling, and people couldn't see what the person who walked quietly looked like, but they just felt that the figure was incomparable.

Like the tranquility after a storm, there was a dead silence on Sendai Peak, save for the sound of footsteps with a wonderful rhythm.

"I ...... Bai Cangdong ...... Here comes ......" (To be continued.) )