Chapter 203: Song Hao, the master of the Songhao Gate
"Seventh Senior Uncle, aren't you afraid of being attacked by thunder and lightning?" Yan Bugui also interjected and asked out of worry.
Besides, I warned him that if he dared to continue, I would do it. ”
It seems that Bai Yuntian is also too depressed, and he actually wants to break the kettle for the sake of the sect's promotion this time!
Then Bai Yuntian said softly there: "It's a pity that the time is too short, otherwise I can defeat Qing Cheng according to the 'Lightning Strike' I just created." ”
"'Lightning Strike'! What a trick!" Mao Chenghua was originally thinking about how to correct Bai Yuntian's previous extremes, but after listening to his words, he couldn't help but ask.
"It's just that after watching the "Dragon Thunder and Lightning Punishment Technique", I created a trick based on the thunder and lightning in nature, that is, I can release lightning strikes and lightning around me at the same time, although its power is not enough to kill the Yuanying Monk on the spot, but it is definitely capable of slandering any Yuanying Monk. ”
"It's so powerful, then why are you worried that the cultivation time is too short? Is it because of the hit rate? Or is it that you are not skilled in the use of spells and may not necessarily make moves? Or are you currently cultivating and can only use it once?"
"Third Senior Brother, it's not all! I said that the time is too short because the time for me to advance to the Yuan Infant is too short, and my speed is not fast enough to a certain extent. Otherwise, I can cast this spell continuously within a certain range for a short period of time, so that no matter how powerful Qing Cheng is, he will definitely suffer heavy damage. ”
"Ahh
Yan Bugui thought about it and asked Bai Yuntian again: "Seventh Senior Uncle, then how big is the difference between the speed you need to achieve to cast the 'Lightning Strike' move and your current speed?"
"It's about twice the difference. ”
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After being silent for a while, Yan Bugui originally wanted to give his 'Wind Boots' to his master according to his previous plan, but at this time, he finally handed his 'Wind Boots' to Bai Yuntian and said, "Uncle Seven, this should be able to meet your needs, take it and try it." ”
Bai Yuntian put on the 'Wind Boots' without hesitation, and then ran around and came back, and said with great joy: "It's done, it must be done!" Then he turned back to Yan Bugui and said, "This is really a good thing!
It's time to set off for Songhaomen, and after seeing that all the personnel have arrived, Bai Yuntian waved his hand without saying a word, summoning a white cloud about five zhang in size, and everyone didn't have to worry about jumping on top of this white cloud one after another, and each found a place to meditate cross-legged.
Songhao Gate is thousands of miles away to the east of Mingyuetian, this time I went to Songhao Gate by the Baiyun Tiantai Elder who had specialized in cloud and mist magic before, to control the white cloud flight, but more than half an hour everyone had already arrived in front of the mountain gate of Songhao Gate.
The main peak of Songshan Mountain is less than the top of the room, because it resembles the form of the five fingers of the giant hand stretched and bent, people call it "the five-finger peak" with its shape. Under the top of the main peak of Songshan Mountain, it is the place of the sect of Songhaomen.
But it is said that under the five-finger peak, there is a cliff at more than ten steps on the northeast side, standing steeply from the valley bottom wall, the top of the ridge is about two zhang, and the huge stone on it is lonely.
The yin of the stone, the slope is gentle, due to the exposure of the years, the weathering cracks, like a combination of multiple pieces, thorns, arrowroot, wild grapes, mountain flowers and wild grasses squeeze between the gaps, people can rely on their help, drag ** on the top of the stone. The east of the stone, perpendicular as cutting dozens of thousands, slightly protruding. The middle and lower parts of the stone are thick and broad, and its width is two zhang, and the upper part gradually narrows and taperess, up to three zhang. The length, width, height and height of the volume are well-proportioned, and the structure is harmonious and beautiful.
Its surrounding environment is beautiful, leaning on the five-finger peak, facing the deep valley in the east, the pine and cypress trees on both sides are shaded, but the southeast reveals a piece of blue sky. Visitors can get a beautiful image and different illusions from any angle. Face up, the cliff and its body, flat ground uplifted, if the city wall stands, it is not high. If you think about it carefully, it looks like a Buddha statue sitting cross-legged.
I also heard that whenever the sunset pressed the mountain, the back climbed high and looked at it, quite like an old man facing the southeast blue sky, looking up at the moon trend, very vivid and interesting, so the name "Moon Stone". Here, the group of pine arch guards, the top dew platform, the sky of the clouds, the evening and the evening come, looking at the moon and giving poems, comfortable and pleasant.
But everyone had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery of this famous mountain, but they saw that there was a big red cloth on both sides of the bluestone aisle in front of the sect of Songhaomen, which was very eye-catching. But I saw a book on it, 'Welcome the Taoist friends of the Broken Intestine Cliff to come to Songhaomen!', and the other red cloth reads'Welcome to Songhaomen!' When Mingyuetian's group arrived in front of the mountain gate of Songhaomen, before everyone jumped down, Song Hao, the owner of Songhaomen, came to greet him in person, and Song Hao smiled and said with a smile like Miller Buddha: "Friends of Mingyuetian's Daoists, it's been a long time!Welcome to Songhaomen!"
As soon as Mao Chenghua saw that the Lord of the Song Sect came to greet him in person, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "The Master of the Song Sect, you have a heart." I haven't seen you for 300 years, and your demeanor is still the same as back then! This time I came to Guishan, and I bothered you to pick it up in person, it's really hard for you!"
"It should. You're welcome. Song Hao replied on the other side, but at the same time, he swept his eyes over the people in Mingyuetian. Although he didn't use his divine sense to scan, he finally learned the general situation of Mingyuetian after a few weeks of etiquette.
But there was obviously a hint of discoloration on Song Hao's face, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: Didn't he advance to the Jiedan twice in a row in the last forbidden land trial? But how did he fall to the fusion now? Am I guessing wrong? But whether it is him or not, everyone who has doubts has to go down that road......
It turned out that Song Hao had been doing everything possible to investigate the cause of Shi Ding'an's death for the past three hundred years, but because there was no evidence, he did not find the slightest clue, and found nothing.
However, strange things have happened one after another in the cultivation realm of Huaxia, that is, in the past three hundred years, among the group of people who have been tested from the forbidden land of the Demon Source Sea, a few people have disappeared one after another for no reason. said that they disappeared, but it was only because these people never returned to their sect on time after a certain outing!
And Yan Bugui later learned about these things, but he remembered very clearly that among these disappeared people, there were people who were stopped by Song Hao's gaze for a while after coming out of the Demon Source Sea.
Thinking about it, Song Hao was too suspicious but he didn't know what to do because he had no evidence, so he had to secretly use some means! In the past three hundred years, he has spent most of his time training outside, so he may finally escape his poisonous hands! But this person's heart and eyes are definitely not what his face can reflect now, and it seems that he will have to be careful of him in the future.
Yan Bugui made up his mind, and he had to be very careful not to say anything about this person. But after Song Hao's enthusiastic interaction with his master, he followed everyone all the way to a big square.
Hehe, becoming a super sect is different, not to mention the magnificence of the previous mountain gate, but only to say that this usual cultivation square is more than ten times larger than Mingyuetian. Come to think of it, that's magnificent!
It's no wonder that everyone is flattening their heads to join the super sect, it turns out that they really don't talk about covering!
Yan Bugui was thinking about it nonsense, but he saw that on a big bluestone in front of the square, Song Hao, who had just greeted his own people here, was already standing there and started to speak. It turned out that the Broken Intestine Cliff had already come here.
But I heard Song Hao say: "On behalf of the Songhao Gate, I sincerely welcome the friends of the Broken Intestine Cliff and Mingyuetian to come to the Songhao Gate as a guest! This time, as the main sect of the Demon Source Sea Forbidden Land Trial, it is an honor to be able to witness another great miracle in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm, that is, the promotion path of the two major sects of the Broken Intestine Cliff and the Bright Moon Heaven to the super sect. ”
"Mingyuetian, it has always existed in the memory of my elders! First of all, let us express our heavy condolences to the 'Longhua Ancestor' who fell a few years ago! Bow! Salute!" Song Hao bowed after that speech, and then saluted, and the 'Longhua Ancestor' is indeed famous, as for the other people in the square, they are all following and doing the same.
After doing this, Bai Yuntian continued passionately: "Although the 'Longhua Ancestor' is gone, his foundation is still there, and I believe that the Bright Moon Heaven he founded will become a pillar of our Huaxia Cultivation Realm in the future!"
"Originally, Mingyuetian was in the hands of the 'Longhua Ancestor', that is, three hundred years ago, they could be qualified to advance to the super sect, after all, the number of Yuan babies at that time was enough, or they should have been promoted twice in a row to become a super sect. But maybe there aren't enough people, or maybe they don't plan to join the Super Sect that year......"
Speaking of the previous one, Song Hao came to that secluded road with a little sadness and regret, but after a pause, he changed his tone to a normal mode of communication: "Anyway, today, this time, Ming Yuetian is in the case of the fall of the founder of 'Longhua Ancestor', and when Yan Huaien, a legendary figure, has not appeared for more than 300 years, it is still possible to advance to the ranks of super sects after all." This has to be said to be a kind of myth, and I hope this myth can continue to be interpreted! Please follow me and look forward to it!"
"Broken Intestine Cliff, to be honest, is a rising star compared to Ming Yuetian, but it has been deep step by step, and it has only been more than 2,000 years in total under the leadership of the founder Eqi, and it is a miracle to be among the ranks of super sects so quickly. We believe that the Broken Intestine Cliff will bring me a lot of surprises this time, so let's wait and see!"
After briefly introducing the next two sects, Song Hao changed his mind and started the theme of this competition: "I think you all know the rules and procedures of the promotion of the Dao to the super sect, so I won't say more here." But this time, I still have to be verbose about the process of advancing to the competition. That is, the first game is played by the first master of the two sects, and the winner is counted as 1.5 games, and the next three games are only counted as one game, and all the games are not divided into life and death, until one side admits defeat or death determines the winner. But this kind of competition has always been point-to-point, after all, for a sect, as long as Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood. ”