The thunder of the sky leads the fire of the earth, and the night turns into day in an instant.

Although such a spectacle is not uncommon in the world, Bai Yujing has never seen it.

And since Zhang Songxi taught him the Eight Scenes Meditation Method, every night when he practiced the Fetal Breath Sutra, his consciousness would enter that strange world, thinking about the Eight Scenes, and keeping the Eight Images in his heart. But the thought is nothing but a delusion, how can it be so clear and true as what we see now.

Bai Yujing's accumulation is not deep, with the fetal breath meridian, his true qi has been completed early, and the "god" he conceived is far beyond ordinary people, and he should have comprehended the divine will and stepped into the congenital. But there is no chance, and there is no magic method, so it has been stagnant in recent years.

But now that he has obtained the magic method from Zhang Songxi, he has met his fate at this moment.

Just as Buddhism and Zen Buddhism say enlightenment, it is only in a moment, because there is actually a veil between knowing and not knowing. Bai Yujing had been in Hangzhou as early as when he was in Hangzhou, except for the two images of heaven and earth, the rest of the six elephants had reached the realm of knowledge. It's just a layer of veil, just like looking at the mountains and not the mountains, and the water not being water.

Now, the thunder that penetrates the heavens and the earth, but the mountain fire caused him to remove that veil, and he knows that the mountain is still a mountain, and the water is still water. The two images of thunder and fire were completely understood, and his mind instantly stepped into that strange world, and the thunder of the sky and the fire of the earth burst together.

So, the man who led him out and wore a night-walking suit was out of luck. Because when he had just woken up from the shock, there was suddenly a thunderbolt in front of him.

Falling from the sky and rising out of thin air.

It was Bai Yujing's mind that sank into that strange world, and when he was immersed in the artistic conception of heaven, thunder, earth and fire, his body instinctively displayed the artistic conception of thunder and elephants. As soon as the long sword moved, it was like a flash of thunder, so fast that the man had no way to dodge.

The man was about to be annihilated in the thunder, when suddenly a huge force swept him up. "Whoosh-" The wind howled, and even lifted the rain that fell, and it was a long silver whip like a swimming dragon.

"Uncle Tuoba?"

The man was entangled in the silver whip and suddenly came to his senses. Where is the thunder light that suddenly appeared just now, it is clearly a long sword with cold flashing cold light. And that sword was being held by Bai Yujing in his hand, if it weren't for this sudden silver whip, he wouldn't have been able to dodge it at all.

And the one holding the silver whip was a sturdy middle-aged man, wearing a thick sheep jacket and a beard, which did not look like a Han from the Central Plains. As soon as the silver whip was released, the man fell steadily to the ground. I only heard the middle-aged man laugh and said: "Xiao boy, Madam has specially ordered me, let me watch you and don't have anything happening to you." You see, I'm getting into trouble again, but I'm good to have a timely response. ”

Although he was speaking to that person, his eyes were always fixed on Bai Yujing.

Bai Yujing's sword just now was indeed beyond his expectations, originally thinking that even if Bai Yujing had some ability, he was afraid that it would be similar to Xiao Xiaozi. After all, Bai Yujing's age is there. In his mind, there are only a few people in the younger generation on the rivers and lakes who can easily beat Xiao Xiaozi, and there are only a handful.

For example, this Taibai swordsman, the brocade-clothed Wei Qianhu, and the white-clothed man who has died. Even if it is the spring breeze and rain willows with great reputation on the rivers and lakes, compared with Xiao Xiaozi, I am afraid that it is one point worse.

Bai Yujing was dressed as a Taoist priest, obviously not a white swordsman, and it could not be the brocade-clothed guard Qianhu.

But in the scene just now, Bai Yujing's sword as fast as thunder was really amazing. Don't say that Xiao boy, even if it is him, he is afraid that his life is in danger if he doesn't notice it for a while. This made him have to be surprised, when did there be such a powerful person on the rivers and lakes.

Could it be a young master specially cultivated by the Righteous Path Sect in order to deal with their Demon Sect?

The man opened his mouth, originally wanting to say that this person was much more powerful than the rumors, but also thinking that since Uncle Tuoba was here, there was nothing to worry about. When he thought about what he wanted to say, the middle-aged man's silver whip "groaned", like a silver jiao, with teeth and claws, through the wind and rain.

As soon as the energy flew, the wind and rain gathered around the silver whip, as if condensing water into a spear, stabbing at Bai Yujing's sudden long sword.

It turned out that Bai Yujing moved again.

There was wind and rain all over the sky, and it was late at night, Bai Yujing's expression was blurred, otherwise the middle-aged man and the man would have noticed that Bai Yujing was a little strange at this time. Because Bai Yujing's eyes were dim at this time, there seemed to be no trace of spirit in them, just like a puppet.

It was his body instinct that sensed the threat of the middle-aged man again, so he brazenly struck out and stabbed the middle-aged man with a sword.

At this time, Bai Yujing did not act on his own initiative. But his instinct seems to be a little stronger than his autonomous consciousness, although the swordsmanship he displayed is out of order, but a sword stabs out, suddenly like that swift thunder, and suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man in an instant, forcing the middle-aged man to shoot with all his strength.

As soon as the two sides fought, the middle-aged man gasped.

He originally thought that Bai Yujing's sword was just fast, so Xiao Xiaozi couldn't react just now. But when he fought with Bai Yujing, he found that Bai Yujing's sword was not only as fast as thunder and lightning, but also contained unparalleled strength.

As soon as the silver whip and the long sword came into contact, they felt a violent surge of power. It was as violent and scorching as the thunder of the sky triggered the earth's fire, and the rain evaporated as soon as the sword light came, and wisps of white smoke rose up. It was Bai Yujing who evolved the artistic conception of the thunder elephant with swordsmanship, and indirectly used the artistic conception of the fire elephant.

Fortunately, Bai Yujing's mind was immersed in that strange world, otherwise he would use swordsmanship to fuse his divine will and give birth to the sword intent of the two elephants of thunder and fire, and the middle-aged man would be afraid that his life would be in danger at this time. Of course, it is also possible that Bai Yujing's mind is still there, and he will not be able to perform such a pure sword technique as thunder and fire.

I have to say that the Fetal Breath Sutra is indeed a rare miracle scripture throughout the ages. This kind of cultivation method of "cultivating outside the body, forgetting its form and existing" can separate the independent mind and instinct and exist with each other, has been out of the scope of Jianghu martial arts, as if it has a bit of the method of cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal.

Of course, the middle-aged man didn't know this, he was just a little glad in his heart. His silver whip, if not special, is made of overseas cold iron. If it was an ordinary leather whip, I was afraid that it would have been destroyed by Bai Yujing's long sword this time.

Despite this, his silver whip was also knocked away in an instant, and it bounced back. The middle-aged man's wrist moved, and the silver whip swirled, like a flying dragon in the sky, circling towards Bai Yujing. But the silver whip fell, shattering only a remnant.

Seeing that Bai Yujing had already merged his human sword and stepped forward as quickly as thunder, he was only a few feet away from the middle-aged man.

It was too late, it was fast, and the man in the night suit didn't expect that in these few breaths, Uncle Tuoba would be in danger. Hurriedly pulled out the long sword he was carrying, and stabbed Bai Yujing sideways with a few swords, so that he could save himself.

"Dangdang ......"

Bai Yujing seemed to have expected that person would sneak attack, and the long sword in his hand was intertwined with that person's sword as soon as he turned.

As soon as the two fought, the man flew upside down with a look of horror on his face.

In the moment just now, he stabbed out thirteen swords, but Bai Yujing stabbed out nineteen swords, and the other six swords stabbed his six acupoints respectively. If it weren't for the gold silk inner armor he was wearing, I am afraid he would already be a dead man.

Even so, the strength contained in the tip of the sword also made him feel unbearable pain, and the last sword pierced his left arm Qi Ze acupoint, and the blood flowed.

Of course, the man's intervention in the middle of the way also bought the middle-aged man some time.

After Bai Yujing shot the man away, he saw a silver light fall from the sky, tearing through the wind and rain with unparalleled strength like a meteor falling.

"Smack-"

fell to the ground, and a chasm appeared in an instant.

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little annoyed, and he was almost injured by Bai Yujing just now, causing Xiao Xiaozi to be injured. At this moment, it is obvious that he has used his ability to do twelve, and the silver whip is really like a dragon, shuttling back and forth in the void, and everywhere it passes, the wind and rain are stagnant.

The aroused energy made a sharp whistling sound, like a dragon's roar, like an eagle's chirping, only to see a silver light rise up.

An inch long, an inch strong.

This whip completely demonstrated the true meaning of these six words in his hand, and it was not inferior to Bai Liqi who whipped Lu Bing at the beginning. Bai Yujing was also trapped by his silver whip for a while, and he couldn't escape at all, and his entire figure went back and forth in the silver light, occasionally blooming one or two clear lights.

It stands to reason that the defense cannot last, and if Bai Yujing continues like this, he will be defeated sooner or later.

But the middle-aged man's expression not only did not become relaxed with the passage of time, but became more and more solemn. The man in the nightrobe also seemed to notice this, and although he was already injured, he still pressed his sword in his hand and waited for the situation to strike.

"This person is so fast with a sword, so fast with a body!" the middle-aged man secretly exclaimed as he pondered how to get out. By now, he didn't dare to count on defeating Bai Yujing, but was a little worried that he and Xiao Xiaozi would not be able to leave.

At this time, Bai Yujing's sword was united, turning into a flash of thunder. Although he couldn't escape the blockade of the silver whip for a while, he was not afraid of the dragon-like silver whip.

The middle-aged man suddenly and quietly waved his left hand at the person guarding the side, and the silver whip seemed to be slightly paused because of lack of strength. Bai Yujing took advantage of this to break through the encirclement of the silver whip, and was stabbing at the middle-aged man when he saw two black balls the size of eggs roaring.

It is the exclusive secret treasure of Jiangnan Perak Hall, the thunderbolt known as "heaven and thunder and earth fire". Bai Yujing had seen this thing back then, and the snakehead also escaped from the hands of the three idiot monks with this thing.

Bai Yujing had seen this thing before, and if he still had his own mind, he was afraid that he would avoid it early. But at this time, there was only instinct, and although he sensed the danger, it was too late.

"-Boom-"

Bai Yujing instinctively protected his body with his true qi, and was swept away by a majestic wave of qi.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man and the man in the night suit fled immediately when they threw the thunderbolt, for fear of being entangled by Bai Yujing and unable to get out. After all, in their minds, Thunderbolt could only slow down Bai Yujing's pace, and it was impossible to hurt him.

It's just that they never thought that Bai Yujing's autonomy was not there, and they just suffered a thunderbolt loss.

A mile away, two petite figures heard the rumbling voice, and one exclaimed, "Over there." He also quickly rushed towards Bai Yujing's side.

Bai Yujing was blown away by the thunderbolt, and his consciousness instantly sobered up. I suddenly felt pain all over my body, and my whole head was also groggy, so I opened my eyes and felt that my eyelids were unusually heavy, and I gradually passed out.

P.S. On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the Midsummer Dragon Boat Festival. The flying dragon is in the sky, and the yang energy is very heavy. The author had no choice but to go to the river to enjoy the dragon boat and mourn Qu Yuan.

The wind in Hunan and Chu is cold, and the Miluo River is, Qu Zi sighed. The poems are coquettish, what do they have to do with the country? The rivers and mountains are broken, ashamed of the sky, and the tide has not been reversed! It is a pity that the heroic soul is still there, and no one is sad to return.

After thousands of years of smoke and clouds, I asked the vast earth, who is the master of the rivers and mountains? You should know that Kyushu is unified, and the country and the people are safe. At this time of the year, dragon boat racing and grass fighting are joyful. Again, the clouds cover the sun, and it is difficult for the court to distinguish between loyalty and treachery.

——Words sent "Han Palace Spring"