Chapter 301: Sword to Peak
Every year during the spring solstice, a grand bonfire feast is held in the tribe.
The banquet required the attendees to dress in full costume as a sign of respect, and the scene was extremely grand, a few minutes more lively than the New Year's.
Yang Qing is wearing the most solemn national costume at the time of the spring solstice of Qiyun today, although the spring solstice has passed, but today is undoubtedly the grand spring solstice banquet of the Qiyun tribe.
It's just that this banquet was held on the holy mountain of the Great Wilderness, and the dance was held in front of the temple gate!
On the mist-filled mountain top, after Yang Qing tore her robe and revealed her dress, only the sound of the wind remained, blowing the corners of her colorful skirt and blowing up the floating snow on the ground.
The colors in this world seem to be all concentrated on her, and the beautiful scenery can't help but be overshadowed.
Xu Sande couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Yang Qing inexplicably and feeling very beautiful, and said bluntly: "It's beautiful!"
While Li Yi and Huang Zhenfeng smiled, they listened to Yang Qingdao: "Blood is more beautiful." The implication is that there is snow on the top of this mountain at this time, and there is no blood, so it is not beautiful.
Zhang Xiaodao felt that the scenery in front of him was very beautiful, and the three of them had previously followed the command of Qiyun Hachi and went straight to the back of the temple.
The roar was not what the three of them expected, their task was to break the large array on the holy mountain, and they came to the Yonghe River after running all the way, and they couldn't help but be stunned by the scenery in front of them.
Everyone knows that the barefoot monk once broke the mountain into the Yonghe River with one finger on the holy mountain, but how many people have seen this rumored Yonghe?
The Yonghe River seems to stretch at the end of the line of sight, and the end of it is like a link to the starry sky, and the river flows down from the sky.
The surface of the Yonghe River under the moonlight exudes a mysterious light, and no matter how low the temperature above the mountain top, the power of the barefoot monk's finger still seems to be shining under the river.
Instead of forming ice, the river flows slowly, giving birth to fish swimming in it, in stark contrast to the world of ice and snow.
Such a river. The temple naturally had the ability to fill it up, but I don't know whose idea was to leave this shameful river on the holy mountain forever.
With such a decision, it is natural to remind the people of the Great Wilderness to remember the shame at all times.
Zhang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked, "Is the eye of the array this river?"
Qiyun Hachi shook his head and continued to direct the two to run along the river.
The three of them seemed to be going straight up to the starry sky along the river all the way, and after running for a full cup of tea, Qi Yun Hachi said softly and stopped!
The scenery in front of him was not different from other places, and Qiyun Hachi patted Wang Da Niu on the shoulder, and Wang Da Niu put it down. So he made his way to the river.
At this time, Zhang Xiaodao noticed that there were eighteen pieces of gravel by the river, the size was uniform, and the spacing was not far away.
Qi Yun Hachi squatted down, staring at the stones, his cheeks showed a solemn look, and the compass in his hand began to vibrate slightly.
It was also the moment he crouched, under the starry sky at the end of the river. An old man walked slowly, and the snow creaked with every step.
The old man's face was shriveled, and his whole body was as thin as a wooden branch, as if a gust of wind could blow him up. But his pace has always been steady.
The old man's first feeling to Zhang Xiaodao was very similar to the Destiny Realm master who died at his hands in the Western Regions Holy See, but it was different in the subtleties.
The old man in the Western Regions Holy See was full of gloomy aura all over his body, looking like a walking corpse, but his pupils could exude the color of human feelings.
But the old man in front of him seemed to be really a walking corpse. There was no trace of anger in the pupils, and the eyes seemed to have shrunk to the extreme, without any lust.
Wang Daniu and Zhang Xiaodao immediately put Qiyun Hachi behind them. And Qiyun Hachi didn't seem to feel a trace of danger, and in an instant he seemed to be rejuvenated, touching his favorite toy, and playing non-stop.
As the old man's pace approached, Zhang Xiaodao's brows became tighter and tighter.
After entering the Destiny Realm, Zhang Xiaodao's perception was extremely keen, so keen that even if the breeze blew through every grass and tree, he would inevitably be aware of it.
However, this old man seemed to be out of this world, wandering outside the five elements and yin and yang.
This is an extremely dangerous feeling, if this old man's move will not affect the changes in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, Zhang Xiaodao's entry into the powerful place of the Destiny Xuan will have no effect.
The old man quickly proved Zhang Xiaodao's conjecture, and he drew a short knife from his waist, but instead of swinging it, he separated it on his chest.
There was a soft stabbing sound, and a large opening was made in the robe on the old man's chest, and no blood was flowing from under the dry skin, but a foul smell rose from the stench.
It was hard for Zhang Xiaodao to imagine that this smell came from the old man's wound, but since he had already smelled this smell, it meant that he and Wang Da Niu, and even Qi Yun Ha Chi had already been tricked.
The whole body suddenly sank, as if countless iron and lead were poured into it, and they actually just smelled it, and their bodies weighed more than a thousand catties.
Zhang Xiaodao didn't know if this was a supernatural power, or a half-step supernatural power at the peak of the Xuanxuan, and at the same time that he felt the strangeness in his body, the radiant dome tree shook suddenly.
Countless pores on his body suddenly appeared with subtle black water stains, Zhang Xiaodao's body was no longer heavy, but his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the Yonghe River.
This incomparable feeling has not appeared in Zhang Xiaodao's mind for a long time, he abandoned this sense of restraint in a very short period of time, and his whole body urged the majestic vitality, and the pig-killing knife slashed forward!
After the sword light left the surface of the pig-killing knife, it quickly turned into a bright crescent moon, and the powerful vitality brought up countless white snow, bringing up the sudden wrinkles of the surface of the Yonghe River.
The starry sky seemed to suddenly darken, and the sword light came in front of the old man.
The old man didn't dodge, but his dull eyes glanced at the knife light, and the knife light seemed to be hung by a thousand catties, and it fell to the ground suddenly, letting out a huge roar, and blasted a huge hole in front of him.
Zhang Xiaodao's experience in fighting hard in this life is not small, so it is naturally impossible to give up the will to fight because of the old man's blow.
His body began to change, his skin became darker, and the molten slurry burst out of the surface of his skin, densely covering his body!
On the top of the holy mountain at the bottom of the extremely hot temperature, countless streams of steam came out of Zhang Xiaodao's body, as if he had just turned into a survivor who had just walked out of the magma.
The expressionless expression of the old man finally changed slightly, but it was extremely short-lived, only the shriveled lips let out: "Huh!"
Zhang Xiaodao's body turned into a fire dragon, rushed forward, and dozens of hot footprints appeared in the untouched snow, turning the snow into water, and the pig-killing knife slashed out again.
A wave of fire came in front of the old man, and the old man stretched out his fingers and plunged into the fire, and the fire stopped abruptly.
Zhang Xiaodao only felt that a huge force clamped the pig-killing knife to death, and the pig-killing knife was unsheathed for the first time and had a feeling that it could not be cut.
He struggled to activate the Soul Melting Ability, and the fiery red molten slurry spread to the old man's thin palm.
The old man let out a surprised 'huh' again, and quickly withdrew his palm, but it seemed that he couldn't shake off the viscous molten slurry on the back of his palm.
However, the molten slurry that could not be shaken off did not seem to cause much damage to him, and under Zhang Xiaodao's stunned look, the old man gently wiped the wound on his chest with his hand stained with molten water.
The smell of rancid smell came again, and the molten slurry on his chest burned his flesh, and he pinched the wound with one hand, and closed it up and down, using the burning heat to stick the flesh together, and it had a stitching effect.
Zhang Xiaodao held his breath and condensed, erased a qiē shock in his heart, pointed at the old man who seemed to be immortal with a knife in one hand, and said softly: "Big Niu, protect Uncle." ”
Wang Da Niu naturally had a full view of the battle just now, his face was full of incredulity, obviously he didn't understand what kind of secret technique this old man had cultivated.
Zhang Xiaodao has seen many more magical pictures, but he has never felt a sense of horror in his heart.
And the old man in front of him gave him an indelible sense of fear, he seemed to be a real undead creature to show his strength, Zhang Xiaodao didn't know if he could fight this old man, I don't know if he could protect Qiyun Hachi behind him.
The strength analysis of the temple will make countless copies every year.
And the conclusion drawn is naturally that the Great Wilderness Temple, except for the hall master who is now staying in Lingyin County and is at ease to be a great strong, there are no people above the Divine Power Realm.
If there were, the world would not be what it is now, and most of the three Temple Elders should be at the peak of the Destiny Realm.
But now, it is obvious that the peak of the fate of these three elders is much stronger.
Zhang Xiaodao's thoughts flashed as quickly as lightning, and he inexplicably remembered the knife that Li Yi had made to Shao Donghua under the Yiguan City.
So he gently cocked his wrist and raised the pig-killing knife above his head!
The old man snorted softly twice, which was already difficult for him to express, and the enemies he had never thought of encountering before coming here were only two unknown children.
Even though these two children are not small, in the eyes of the old man, this is obviously not enough.
However, Zhang Xiaodao's knife and powerful soul melting ability made him understand that since he dared to come to the Holy Mountain, he naturally had two brushes.
At this time, seeing Zhang Xiaodao's slow knife, he was a little curious, curious about what this knife would be like, so he simply lost the slightest movement and looked at Zhang Xiaodao silently.
Zhang Xiaodao naturally would not miss such an opportunity, but at this time, there were no other thoughts in his mind, only an extremely special feeling.
His memory is extremely powerful, and the picture in his mind is extremely accurate, and he has done every subtle movement of Li Yi's knife under the wing, and let his movements be like a cloud of water. A wonderful feeling of harmony and meaning fills the heart.
Immediately after that, the pig-killing knife began to fall slowly, and this feeling was replaced by the intention and qi in the middle, when the pig-killing knife was cut down in the void, the qi and the god were in harmony!
When the qi and spirit are interlocked, this knife must be the strongest knife in Zhang Xiaodao's life.
In front of the old man, the wind suddenly blew out, as if blowing out the folds on his cheeks, and a majestic and sharp sword intent suddenly hit with the absolutely scorching temperature.
The old man was shocked.
Zhang Xiaodao knife to the peak!(To be continued......)