Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Falling Blizzard

The moon is full in the west building, and the river is reflected alone.

Xiaozhu Peak does not have the waves of the river, but there are thousands of bamboo forests, and the bamboo leaves are swaying in the wind, building an inky ocean.

In the small ancestral hall at the bamboo forest, the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak couldn't bear to look directly at the soul lamp that belonged to Mo Yu from the desk.

The fat and broad palms wrapped around the three-inch-long lamp, shielding it from the night breeze that passed through the hall.

The man's subconscious actions made Chen Xiaojiu's heart hot, the lights went out, and the people's hearts were not extinguished.

The fat on the face of the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak trembled, and he stopped talking, and finally sighed deeply, shook his head and handed the soul lamp to Chen Xiaojiu.

Swinging his fat body, he walked out of the ancestral hall.

Chen Xiaojiu carefully held the soul lamp, and his divine sense probed into the lamp, and he was inevitably disappointed again.

The soul in the lamp was scattered, as if it had lost its backbone, just a soul without memory.

At this time, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi took out the lantern that she had taken out on the starship before.

At the same time, he quickly commanded everyone:

"Xiao Jiu helped me arrange the spirit attraction formation"

"Xiao Qi, hurry up, you must not hesitate when I let you take the soul lamp later. ”

"An Beixuan, although I don't want to admit your affection. But then I need your help, I want to communicate with the Nine Shadows, trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, and I need you to protect the Dharma for me. ”

Several people reacted quickly, each performing their duties, arranging the formation, and protecting the Dharma.

And the Holy Maiden of Yaochi carried the soul lamp. Slowly walked out of the ancestral hall and walked slowly towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

One step flickered, two steps ascended to the sky, the aura on his body became more and more terrifying, and the spiritual power was about to form a substantial liquid around it.

The slender body is independent of the inky ocean, the dark clouds overhead, and the thunder in the sky is slowly converging, waiting for a certain moment to come.

Chen Xiaojiu quickly gathered a hundred Spirit Gathering Arrays within a radius of a hundred miles, which almost emptied his last savings.

Gritting his teeth, the voice signaled that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was ready.

And the Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled, and the soul lamp in her hand flew out and stopped in front of her.

Wandering in the void, the white skirt was smeared with dark color, and the crystal jade foot tower was in the ocean of ink-colored bamboo forest, as if it was about to feather and fly away.

Fingers waved up and down, outlining the life and death talisman in the void, attracting the two qi of yin and yang into it, and turning into the vision of the first birth of the green lotus.

There was a rolling thunder in the sky, and the holy woman of Yaochi turned into a sword finger with her hand, pointing straight at the sky, and a hundred zhang of thunder was pulled out of the void and condensed into amber.

A drop of weak water floated in the air, instantly held up the soul lamp, and rushed into the thunder.

The aura on the Holy Maiden of Yaochi increased layer by layer until a balance was reached.

A light and melodious voice resounded in the sky:

"Nirvana. ”

Before the words fell, the sky gathered into the abyss, like a vertical eye looking down on the common people.

Unspeakable creatures emerge from the void, and golden palaces emerge from the abyss.

The thunder pond was surging, covering the sky of the entire Xiaozhu Peak.

A white jade staircase descended from the abyss and lay at the feet of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, waiting for her to enter.

At this time, a pair of confused eyes in the forbidden area of the Sword Pavilion woke up from the darkness, looked at the sky in surprise, and sighed

"Which junior is crossing Nirvana, and he has such great power, which is comparable to the Heavenly Tribulation of the Dao Mirror." ”

In a library building in the center of the Sword Pavilion, an elegant man put down the books in his hand, walked to the window, looked in the direction of Xiaozhufeng, and muttered to himself:

"Who is Xiao Zhufeng breaking the realm, I haven't heard that anyone has applied for Dharma protection?"

This night's Sword Pavilion was destined to be unpeaceful, and all the cultivators felt a strong heavenly might, as if the next moment the Great Dao Tribulation was about to press on their heads.

One by one, the disciples of the retreat came out of the door and looked at the sky.

"Which brother and sister are crossing the catastrophe?"

Someone retorted

"It should be a senior who has cultivated in retreat, the power of this Heavenly Tribulation is comparable to that of the Dao Mirror, and I didn't see such a powerful Heavenly Tribulation when Senior Brother crossed the Tribulation, let alone the weird abyss." ”

And on Mengdie Mountain, Wu Lan's sitting figure suddenly stood upright, looked at the fluctuations in the distance of the void, and clenched his fists at the white-haired old man in front of him:

"The disciple has something important to leave, please forgive your sins"

Then the anxious Edgeworth flew in the direction of the Tribulation.

The young man behind him snorted dissatisfiedly, the old man shook his head, looked at Xiao Zhufeng, and said:

"Ruoshui, go to Xiaozhu Peak and see if there is anything that can help your third senior brother. ”

Although the young man named Ruoshui was reluctant, he obediently followed in the direction where Wu Lan disappeared.

......

And on Xiaozhu Peak, the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak, who had just left, looked in the direction of the ancestral hall in horror.

Then he rushed forward angrily, and as soon as he arrived at the periphery of the ancestral hall, he saw the scene of the Yaochi Holy Maiden Jade Foot stepping on the white jade staircase, and the thunder thundered down from the sky.

The thumping voice shouted angrily:

"My ancestors, even if you want to cross the catastrophe, say it in advance!"

"My baby bamboo forest, I feel sorry for me. ”

At this time, Chen Xiaojiu's figure flickered and arrived at the side of the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak, who wanted to cry without tears, bowed down, and said apologetically:

"Please also ask the peak master to forgive me, I will double the compensation for Xiaozhufeng for the losses caused later"

The obese man responded angrily:

"You can't afford to lose if you sell it. ”

"You know a fart, at this time, the immortal bamboo planted by my Xiaozhu Peak's disciples for generations"

"It's the heart that matters, you know!"

Chen Xiaojiu, who was pointed at him, apologized repeatedly, but did not dare to refute.

And Mo Qi, who was concentrating on observing the movements of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, drew out a trace of his mind and threatened:

"Dead fatty, if you still want your precious apprentice to be resurrected, just stand aside quietly and don't disturb"

The reprimanded Xiaozhu Peak Peak Lord was about to be angry, but when he heard the information about Mo Yu, he hurriedly asked:

"Isn't Mo Yu dead? Is there still a chance to appear?"

And Mo Qi rolled his pretty eyes, pointed in the direction of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and said speechlessly:

"Going against the sky, whether there is a glimmer of hope depends on this time!"

Hearing Mo Qi's explanation, the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak didn't react for a while, grabbed Chen Xiaojiu's arm, and asked fiercely:

"Is what she said true?"

"Will my precious apprentice be resurrected?"

There was a bit of trilling in the words of the inquiry, obviously uncertain.

Chen Xiaojiu helplessly pushed his palm away, and complained in his heart:

"Everyone likes to pull their arms so much, and sooner or later they will be pulled bald. ”

But with an indifferent blow on his lips:

"A glimmer of hope is hard to reach. ”

It's not that Chen Xiaojiu suppresses everyone's enthusiasm, it's just that he doesn't want to let a person carry an endless hope, because that kind of life will be very tiring.

It's enough to have a Yaochi Holy Maiden, he can't stop the Yaochi Holy Maiden, because he can't beat it.

Therefore, the responsibility of carrying the catastrophe and crossing the nine shadows falls on the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

There is a great terror between life and death, and on this road, a few of them are enough.

But the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak obviously didn't think so, and the fat on his body trembled with excitement.

He stammered when he spoke, and said with joy:

"It's good to have a glimmer of hope, it's good to have hope. ”

Then the momentum of the whole person suddenly surged, and a curved soft sword pierced the sky from his waist, and the sword intent turned into endless green bamboo, echoing with the bamboo forest, and the defensive array of the entire mountain was suddenly activated.

A powerful voice even overshadowed the rolling thunder in the distance.

"All the personnel of Xiaozhu Peak listened to the order, stopped all cultivation, and entered the first-level state of preparation. ”

As the sound spread to every corner of the mountain, figures rushed out from all over the mountain, sprinting towards the direction of the ancestral hall with all their might.

Several figures appeared in front of the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak very quickly, and one of the delicate and graceful young women asked:

"What happened?"

The robed old man, who was carrying a wide heavy sword, also asked aloud:

"Xiao Xizi, why are you so aggressive?"

The old peak lord who was called Xiao Xizi blushed, glared at the old man in the robe with resentment, and said:

"I want to save people, save my disciples, don't happen"

Hearing this, everyone present was quite shocked and looked at the fat man in surprise.

And the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak pointed to the sky and said no more.

Several people also had some understanding in their hearts, and the old man in the robe ran out of breath and more than a dozen disciples came and said:

"Strictly guard against death, and no one is allowed to enter"

"Even if the head of the family is in person, let him wait for me outside the mountain. ”

Then he led a group of disciples to the mountain gate, and said to the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak with a lofty spirit:

"Xiao Xizi, let it go, if anything happens, your uncle will bear it for you!"

And the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak bowed down

"Thank you, uncle"

"Please also ask all the disciples of Xiaozhufeng to do their best, Liu Xi is here to thank you. ”

The disciples in front of him replied impassionedly at the same time:

"Anyone who enters my Little Bamboo Peak is a Taoist friend"

"The road of the Great Road, how can you walk alone!"

And outside Xiaozhu Peak, a bustling crowd surrounds the foot of the mountain.

One by one, they were full of interest in the robbers on Xiaozhu Peak.

A person dared to step forward, and the hippie smiling disciple of Chong Shoushan said:

"Senior brother, it's convenient. Let's go in and see who's in it!"

"They are all fellow disciples, what is there to guard against!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd echoed the chorus.

And the kind-faced disciple of the mountain guard responded with a serious expression:

"The peak master has just issued an order, and no outsiders are allowed to enter. ”

"Am I an outsider?"

The voice of dissatisfaction came from the void, and the nine-headed dragon pulled the magnificent chariot into the air, and the body was also carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, showing the royal noble and luxurious style.

Before the words fell, the chariot had already fallen in front of the mountain gate, and the comer raised his hand and waved, and the light of the survey mirror shone down from above, and the surroundings suddenly became as bright as day.

"Under the Sky Survey Mirror, they are all Sword Pavilions, why come the word outsider, it should be punished!"

The penalty was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the nine-headed dragon emitted a terrifying aura and rushed straight towards the disciples guarding the mountain.

The kind-faced mountain guard disciple was caught off guard, and was hit by a tail flick of the nine-headed dragon, spitting blood and smashing straight into the mountain gate stairs.

"Are you tired of being crooked?"

Suddenly, a heavy sword came from afar, turning into a streamer and striking at the nine-headed dragon that was about to move.

The nine-headed dragon looked at the sky in horror, and the dragon claws forcibly defended against the roaring heavy sword, and then let out a terrifying dragon roar.

The sky was full of red flames surging towards the black sword body, and the heavy sword was like a majestic mountain shuttling through the blazing flames, pressing on the nine-headed dragon.

The seemingly indestructible scale armor directly shattered, dripping with blood, and the dragon was slapped to the ground by the heavy sword, and he couldn't get up anymore.

Before the owner of the chariot could speak, an old man in a robe stood on the huge body of the dragon, holding a heavy sword, and waved a sword intent lightly.

When the owner of the chariot, who had just been invincible, saw the comer, he turned off the engine directly, suppressed his anger, and remained silent.

And the old man in the robe swung out a pill and shot it at the stairs to the crumbling mountain guarding disciple, praising him:

"Worthy of being my disciple of Xiaozhufeng"

Then he coldly said to the crowd watching the play around him:

"Do you want to go in?"

The young man who had been entangled with the disciples of the mountain guard before trembled his legs under the gaze of the old man, and stammered:

"No..."

"Not in!"

At this time, a phantom appeared beside the old man with the help of the Sky Survey Mirror, looked at the dead dragon, and said softly:

"Senior brother, isn't it?"

And the old man didn't look at anyone, and instructed the Xiaozhufeng disciples who came one after another:

"Trespassers, no mercy!"

When the disciples who arrived heard what the old man said, they formed a formation and guarded the way forward.

Although they didn't understand the reason for closing the mountain, they always remembered the words of the peak master:

"Share the joys and sorrows!"

.........

The people of Chenxiao Jiu and his party on the mountain naturally didn't know all the sounds under the mountain, and they were now looking at the Yaochi Holy Maiden who was trekking in the void with concern.

The beautiful figure spans one step after another, and with each floor, endless thunder will fall.

The higher you go, the more dangerous it is.

A heavy message came out of the mouth of the Xiaozhu Peak Peak Lord:

"Ascending to the sky, the top ten thunder tribulations in the Heavenly Tribulation Rankings"

"The Holy Maiden of Yaochi has not yet stepped into consummation, and she has attracted this kind of thunder tribulation, which is really a demon."

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the woman in white in the void with a worried face, the thunder tribulation was not the main problem at the moment, he believed that with the strength of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, even if it was the rumored alien thunder tribulation.

But what the Holy Maiden of Yaochi has to do is to communicate with the Nine Shadows and seize the vitality of heaven and earth, which is even more dangerous and even more thunderous.

And the woman in white on the road to heaven is struggling, with one staircase and one sky, carrying the great seal of mountains and rivers, and the sun, moon and stars on her head.

Blood trickled from the soles of his feet, and his hideous and blurred hands continued to cut through the reflection in front of him.

The trembling body faltered in attack after attack, but the jade foot moved upwards inch by inch.

"There are only three or two people who go ahead, the road is interrupted, the road is difficult, why not retreat?" In front of the last three steps, the divine voice entered the ears, shocking the soul and pointing directly to the heart.

The color of the Holy Goddess of Yaochi remained unchanged, gritting her silver teeth, the back of her hand flipped, a little cold light contaminated the blood of heaven and earth, and the blood-colored tornado storm swallowed the thunder mist in front of her.

As soon as the spear moved, the shadow of the spear was thousands, pointing to one place. The road to heaven is confused, and it is broken.

"On"

Under the angry shout, the cloud curtain was torn apart, and there was only one step left in the heavenly road, and the first order was high.

And at this time, the Heavenly Palace in the endless abyss attacked the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and the indescribable creatures used strange means to obliterate the lantern in the hands of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

The door of the Heavenly Palace slowly opened, and the main hall was filled with chaotic mist, which was extremely mysterious.

A figure sitting on the golden throne at the top can be faintly seen.

The figure wrapped in chaotic mist suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the lantern in the hand of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

The soul lamp held up by the weak water was crumbling, and the lantern was exposed to the gaze of the figure of the Heavenly Palace, and it was about to dissipate.

Seeing this, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, fixed the lantern, and then urged the weak water to wrap the soul lamp and enter the lantern.

When the overflowing spirit in the soul lamp enters the lantern, it is absorbed by the ethereal and weak wick flame, turning into nourishment, and growing the flame.

Seeing this scene, the figure in the Heavenly Palace seemed to be enraged, raised his finger, and the chaotic mist turned into an edict and flew out of it.

"Sealing the Devil"

Under this edict, the heavens were silent, the thunder tribulation was evaded, and only the word "sealed demon" was left between heaven and earth.

......

Outside Xiaozhu Peak, the picture of the catastrophe of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi from the Sky Survey Mirror has surprised the onlookers.

Although the face of the raider could not be seen clearly under the thunderstorm, it was still a woman who could be identified through her slender body, and she was not very old from her breath, which made the onlookers admire.

Wondering when Xiao Zhufeng appeared so demonic?

And the old man in the robe looked at the phantom with a dark face, and the picture of the Sky Survey Mirror was revealed by his spell.

But the old man was helpless, he was not the master of the pavilion after all, and he couldn't control the Sky Survey Mirror.

I could only stare hatefully at the phantom who sat in the void and watched the gods, and my teeth were almost crushed.

When the Heavenly Palace appeared, the phantom finally couldn't help but stand up, and was about to head towards Xiaozhu Peak.

The robed old man suddenly stopped in front of the phantom and said:

"I know you kid can't sit still, but you can't get in today, don't think about it!"

The phantom opened his mouth to retort:

"Senior brother, are you sure you can stop me?"

The old man in the robe smiled with ill intentions:

"On weekdays, I really can't do anything about you, but now that you are a clone in the Sword Pavilion, do you think I can't stop it?"

The phantom was silent, and the two froze in the void for a moment.

Suddenly, the light curtain in the Sky Survey Mirror trembled, and as soon as the edict of sealing the demon came out, the Sky Survey Mirror was forced to cut off the picture, and at the same time, because the figure in the Heavenly Palace was reflected for a moment, a deep crack appeared on the surface of the Sky Survey Mirror.

The phantom's expression sank, and he rebuked:

"Senior brother, what are you Xiao Zhufeng doing?"

"This kind of forbidden means have been used, are you letting Xiao Zhufeng perish with him?"

The robed old man glanced at the top of the mountain worriedly, and replied proudly:

"Xiaozhu Peak has stood for 10,000 years, even if it is a taboo?"

Suddenly, the phantom made a big move, and the Sky Survey Mirror appeared in his hand, and a ray of light shone on the face of the robed old man.

The sudden light made the robed old man subconsciously close his eyes, and in the moment he closed his eyes, the phantom was almost reaching the top of the mountain.

The robed old man suddenly became angry:

"Okay, you shameless person, cheat!"

He chased after him at a gallop, leaving a group of disciples looking at each other at a loss.

And at the top of the mountain, facing the edict that filled the sky.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi bowed down as if she had been prepared for a long time, and the same edict appeared in front of her.

However, the laws of the Great Dao on it converge into two different words:

"The Gods"

The two edicts collided together, and the void instantly shattered like tissue paper, forming a huge and deep black hole.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi took the opportunity to cross the last step, and the Law of Thunder turned into all kinds of weapons and attacked the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

"After a long time in the cage, you can return to nature!"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi carried a monstrous fist intent, and her spine was like a dragon in the sky, forming a white line.

The sun and the moon rose to the sky, and the figure devoured the thunder, and the thunder rose everywhere.

A punch blasted away the sea of thunder, attracting yin and yang, and bathing in the moonlight.

Simple fist intent, but it contains the morale of despising the world!

At that moment, the woman in white became the only light in the night.

At the moment when the blessing of the Heavenly Dao came, the soul of the Holy Goddess of Yaochi broke away from her body, wrapped it in a lantern, and rushed towards the edict to form a black hole.

And in the next moment, a quaint long bridge faintly appeared in the black hole, and an eerie aura enveloped the entire small bamboo peak.

Snow fell in the sky, wind and clouds rose, and a looming city appeared in a black hole.

Chen Xiaojiu got up, quickly lifted into the air, and walked to the edge of the black hole.

Carrying the snowstorm, he stepped into the black hole in the flesh.