The Taoist meditated to himself: "If you can't subdue a cloud before dawn, you will go to the Tibetan Scripture Building and be punished for copying the Tao 30,000 times." ”

30,000 times?

The crowd was shocked.

"What's so hard about that, hehe."

The disciple who mocked Kong Yun was already seventeen or eighteen years old, but his talent was also very good, and he jumped from the head of the Taoist cloud and fell into the white clouds.

Everyone was taken aback, but when they saw that the disciple did not fall off the cloud, he stood steadily, as if he were walking on the ground, and his face suddenly showed joy.

The cloud head can stand!

Xue glanced at Kong Yun wrongly, Kong Yun was thoughtful, and the two looked at each other, feeling that there was something strange in it.

At this time, in addition to the second, first, and third-class disciples, they also arrived, and there were hundreds of them.

The other disciples couldn't hold it back, and they also fell down from the clouds, but they never thought that the soles of their feet slipped one by one, passed through a layer of mist, and fell from the clouds.

"Ahh

The disciple screamed in horror, fell hundreds of feet, and smashed into a cloud.

It turned out that there were still a few clouds under the clouds, and it seemed that they had come specifically to pick up the disciples who had fallen.

The disciple looked up, his face was pale, but he saw a cloud staircase that was not long and boundless, falling from the sky.

And if he wants to go back, I'm afraid he will have to climb from sunrise to midday, but if he goes back and forth like this, when will he catch the clouds?

Xue Cuo threw a stone on the cloud, and the stone fell, and Kong Yun also threw a stone, and the stone fell with it.

Both frowned and glanced at each other.

The feathers on Kong Yun's face are gone, and his little face is very delicate, and he can't see his gender.

Kong Yun said: "Why don't you jump?" ”

Xue Cuo hugged his fists and humbly, and his voice was crisp: "Don't dare, Brother Kong Yun looks older than me, he is the eldest brother, and the eldest brother should jump first." ”

Kong Yun: "Eh, junior brother first, please." ”

Xue Cuo resolutely refused to allow it, and Kong Yun was also very polite.

The two young dolls seemed to be very humane and knew how to be humble, but they both snorted coldly in their hearts and said secretly: This kid is really despicable!

Kong Yun Demon Cultivator, Xue Cuo specializes in talismans, and they all see that this cloud layer implies two layers of changes in yin and yang.

The first disciple jumped down and the formation did not move, and the second disciple fell in the same position and fell to the head of the cloud, indicating that the cloud just turned to the yin number......

If you want to land safely, it is best to find someone to jump down and measure the number of yin and yang, and then jump down closely.

It's a pity that there are only two people left on the clouds.

Xue Cuo's abacus didn't start, touched his nose, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you seen this Yuntou formation?" ”

Kong Yun was ashamed: "I didn't see it either." ”

Both of them smiled falsely: "It's so complicated, I can't understand it." Do you understand? I don't understand, I don't understand. ”

The two little babies squatted on the head of the clouds, Xue thought about it, and poked Kong Yun with his elbow: "Brother Kong Yundao, the sky is getting dark, it's not a way for the two of us to stalemate like this, I have an idea, do you think it's okay?" ”

Kong Yun was instantly vigilant and smiled: "Don't try to trick me." ”

Xue wrongly patted his chest to reassure, and then leaned into Kong Yun's ear and whispered a few words, but he didn't expect Kong Yun to be furious: "Impossible!" ”

Xue mistakenly said: "You are fat and can't fly?" ”

Kong Yun has eaten a little more recently, his wings are slightly plump, and he was poked in the sore spot by Xue Cuo, and immediately jumped to his feet.

Of course, Xue Cuo was not used to him, the two little boys were not angry with each other, and they fought in the clouds, Xue Cuo turned over, Bang Bang punched twice, and it didn't take long for Kong Yun to turn over, Bang Bang two punches.

Xue Cuo, hey, hey, he got two panda eyes, seeing that Kong Yun was getting harder and harder, he was young, how could he press the round fat demon, and hurriedly summoned Zhang Yufeng Fu and blew himself out.

The sudden strong wind blew Xue Cuo out, and from a long distance, Kong Yun could still be seen jumping on the clouds. Then he turned into a monster, flapping his wings and flying into the clouds, Xue Cuo rubbed his eyes vigorously, but he couldn't see clearly when he was blown too far by the wind.

Xue Cuo didn't dare to fall on the clouds, so he had to rely on the wind charm, and when he was about to fall, he immediately blew up, and the leaves fluttered and fluttered.

Fortunately, he usually paints a lot of sloppy and can withstand consumption.

In addition to Xue Cuo, there are also other monks on the clouds who have their own magical powers.

Monks who have just arrived at the construction stage cannot control the spirit treasure that flies against the wind, and if they learn some miscellaneous things, they can also find another way.

Lu Chanchan, the little girl with the spirit snake sideburns next to Gu Ruxue, is a miscellaneous scholar, she is young, but she knows a lot, she closes the jade and calculates: "Okay, Senior Brother Gu, you jump that cloud after ten breaths." ”

Gu Ruyu hummed and clenched his fists: "Thank you, Senior Sister Lu." ”

Lu Chanchan fell from the clouds, walking flat in mid-air, she had already had a method prepared by her family, but she didn't set off for a long time for Gu Ruxue, waved her hand at this time, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I'll go first." ”

Gu Ruyu smiled lightly and nodded.

Xue Cuo floated in the air, he was lightweight, and he rose and fell with the wind, but he never stayed on the clouds.

And the monks who were lucky enough to land have begun to gather white clouds everywhere.

First of all, you have to find a place where the clouds are rising and the clouds are white and soft, tear off a cloud to make it into a suitable size, and then ride it to try the feeling.

It sounds simple, but most monks fail at the first step.

After those white clouds were torn off violently, they always fled in all directions, and their figures were flexible, and they couldn't hold on to them at all.

Secondly, even if they are caught, it seems that each has its own intentions, and life and death cannot be gathered together.

Some disciples found that Yun Qi seemed to have spiritual wisdom, so they began to use intimidation, coercion, burning, and other methods to force Bai Yun to form a group.

There was the first successful disciple who rode a cloud through the clouds, and when the rest of the monks saw it, they followed suit, took out eighteen kinds of weapons and tortured them. I will refine you if I don't obey!

And the clouds have quietly changed.

Xue Cuo used the Wind Charm to fly and fly, leisurely like a wisp of wind, flying out of the cloud and flying down.

Some monks saw it and wanted to follow suit, but the rune paper drawn could only summon a wisp of breeze, let alone blow people up, so he gave up and said secretly: That rune cultivation is also useful here! Hum!

Xue Cuo held his head in both hands, like a spinning top, plunged headlong into the clouds, and then emerged from the clouds.

Feeling that the wind was getting smaller, Xue Cuo took out a wind talisman from his arms, thought about it, and simply took out a star and moon talisman, and used the two talismans together, and the hural-la-la-la-strong wind carried the echo of the tide.

The stars cover the moon, and the goddess looks back.

A faint shadow flashed, but it brought a piece of water and an ocean of Tao rhyme, after the feng shui met, and saw the sun, and set up a rainbow bridge on the clouds.

Xue Cuo found that a lot of clouds had gathered with him, surrounding the water vapor on his body.

The clouds intimately circled around him and dressed him in a white cloud vest, which became thicker and thicker, from a thin shirt in summer to a jacket in winter.

At this moment, the clouds suddenly shook violently, and the milky white clouds tumbled and twisted, as if extremely angry.

The thick clouds twisted and grew, forming a strange-looking giant with six arms and four heads.

As soon as the giants were formed, they jumped up to the clouds and looked around, and found that the monks immediately roared, and marched in groups.

The new monks are only in the realm building period, and those giants are as high as the walls of the pavilions, and they are not afraid of ordinary spells!

A monk who was refining the clouds with fire was so shocked that the giant grabbed him, swallowed it in his mouth, and then fell out of his buttocks, and was picked up by another giant and thrown out!

The calcined cloud was as thin as a veil and trembled slightly, and the giant's face was painful, and he carefully picked up the cloud qi, stuffed it into his chest, and reached into the thick cloud with his big hand, and pinched out a huge mace.

"Whew-whew-"

The wind blows in the clouds.

The mace giant intercepted the monks everywhere, and many disciples were beaten away with a stick, and those with slightly better skills were also invincible with two fists and four hands, and were beaten by a group of giants with big feet.

The first-class Langcui and Zhuo Qingyuan were originally admiring Tiankun, and they were shocked by the vibration: "What's the matter?" ”

Lang Cui coughed twice, his face was pale and sickly: "I'm afraid it's annoying the god in the clouds." ”

Zhuo Qingyuan said: "Little Mao God, give him a place to live, don't think about gratitude, but hurt me and ask the monk of the palace, how can this be reasonable." ”

Lang Cui shook his head: "No matter how small the Mao God is, he is also a god, not to mention that you and I may not have beaten him in this cloud." ”

Zhuo Qingyuan snorted, his voice confident and clear: "How do you know if you haven't tried?" ”

Lang Cui took a step back, and Zhuo Qingyuan said, "Xiao Cui, what do you mean?" ”

Lang Cui's face twitched, if it wasn't for the good enough cultivation, he would have made a face with Zhuo Qingyuan on the spot, he wiped his sweat with a handkerchief: "I stepped back, I hope you won't splash blood on my shoes when you are beaten and vomit blood." ”

Zhuo Qingyuan was even more incredulous: "Little Mao God, look at me showing you a good hand today!" ”

The giant in the cloud slaughtered in all directions, and the monk was thrown down from the cloud like a dumpling, and those who resisted immediately summoned the giant's angry resistance, and pulled out a fierce soldier from the cloud, and the monk who beat him had no power to fight back.

Xue Cuo squatted in the corner, motionless.

Suddenly, a dark shadow smashed in front of him, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The man's face turned pale, and when he saw Xue Cuo, he was surprised: "It's you?!" ”

Xue Cuo also recognized him: "Howling Wind." ”

They hadn't seen each other since they said goodbye to Xian Tian Village, but Xue Cuo hadn't forgotten what Xiao Feng had done, and he didn't expect him to be able to enter the Dao Palace.

Xiao Feng's face was also very ugly, he realized that the "Book of Heaven" he got last time had nothing, and he dedicated the "Book of Heaven" to the sect with the intention of inviting merit, so he got this opportunity to climb the Dao Palace.

Unexpectedly, this place is full of immortal gates and strict classes, and he can't find the way to please people.

can only rely on himself, but the entrance assessment is so difficult, a cloud of white clouds, and they are all big killers!

Xiao Feng smiled: "Little Daoyou, save me!" ”

Xue Cuo retreated, not much of it, and jumped back.

Howling Wind: "......"

The giant's footsteps approached, and Howling Wind showed fear on his face, and a big hand reached in, touched it, touched the outermost Howling Wind, and lifted it.

Howling Wind was like ashes, and shouted, "There are still people inside!" And people! ”

Xue Cuo's face changed slightly, and he broke out in a cold sweat, squeezing himself into the white clouds.

The big hand pinched the howling wind, threw it at random, and threw it out of the sky, and after a moment of silence, a big head leaned in and looked left and right, but did not find the monk.

When he saw the people hiding in the darkness, he couldn't help but be stunned, and exhaled dissatisfiedly, but the murderous aura gradually dissipated.

Seeing that there was a thin and small cloud man squatting in the room, only the size of his finger, it seemed to be malnourished.

Xue Cuo was covered in white clouds, his body did not dare to move, and after a while, he quietly raised his head and met a pair of huge eyes.

The giant's face was like a stone statue, his eyes were like clay sculptures, only lines, and the lines blinked, and suddenly pinched Xue Cuo, pinching him out of the horns.

Xue Cuo looked up.

Seven or eight god-like giants with swords, guns, and clubs bowed their heads to look at him

Xue Cuo's legs weakened and sat lightly on the ground.

The giant behind him tilted his head, and suddenly, said to his companion: "Huh-hu-hu-"

(Newborn, probably frightened)

The giant arched Xue Cuo with one finger, helped him up, and pretended to pat the little giant's buttocks fiercely.

"Whew-"

(Coward, let's go)

The wind was loud and wanted to blow the white clouds off Xue Cuo's body, Xue Cuo hurriedly wrapped the white clouds, pointed to the distance, and clenched his fists: "-Huhu-"

Xue Cuo walked in the opposite direction, and suddenly, a big finger poked in front of him and stopped him, Xue Cuo paused, turned back in fear, and said like a gnat: "Huh? ”

The giant laughed loudly and put Xue on his shoulder.

Xue Cuo: Uncle Jian save me!