Chapter Eighty-Three: Hard Crystal
Straw hat hole.
Paul looked at the source of knowledge, and the lotus seed flew out of the source of knowledge as if it were nothing, shining like water, and flew into the blue sea of the heart.
In the blink of an eye, Paul propped up the protective shield like a turtle shell, his body shook a few times in a row, passed through more than a dozen karst caves, jumped over the fog cloud cave, the secluded stream cave, passed through the light curtain, and sat down on the Wenqing stone at the mouth of the canyon with palpitations.
In the rush to escape, Paul smashed many stone pillars and stalagmites, such as stone pillars shaped like eighteen Arhats, stalagmites up to 10 meters, stone stalactites shaped like green dragons, stone waterfalls, stone flowers, stone shields, stone harps, and transparent stones.
His face was full of fear, and his mind couldn't calm down for a long time, that was a big man who could tease and joke with monsters, if he broke out, he would definitely be unstoppable, and he would die very completely.
However, these were only thoughts that flashed through his mind in the blink of an eye, and just as his body glowed with a pinkish-green light, and before the shield could be formed, his body froze like a living fossil, stronger than reinforced concrete, hovering in mid-air, unable to move.
After quietly telling the content of the adventure, a python-like finger had already passed through the light curtain and was eager to try, and after a trembling sound in the sea of knowledge, a trace of aurora-colored mana shot out in the cave, and in half a thought, it spared Paul, flew to the mouth of the Straw Hat Cave, and with a swish, drilled into the hard crystal.
The surface of the hard crystal body was filled with restless curling and rotating light, as if it had traveled a distance of several light years, and in a few thoughts, it had drilled into the picture scroll.
In an instant, the sound of cutting steel sounded in the scroll, and the sparks continued to scatter out of the scroll, with thick black smoke, and the figure of the sika deer shook impressively, and the nose spewed out a highly corrosive liquid.
At this moment, the aurora-colored smoke in the nose flanks flew out of the nostrils, and gradually spread from the bottom like boiling flames in the twisted deformation, gradually forming a solid pine-cypress-like light and shadow.
In the painting, the eyebrows are cold, the figure is fluttering, blurred like fog and smoke, and the gray beard is windless and automatic, and the gray silk is entangled together.
The sika deer also continued to exude the fragrance of ink, the figure was fleeting, entangled with the gray silk, the buzzing sound of the electric drill was deafening, and the flame-like fireworks continued to explode one after another, scattering out of the outside of the scroll, the battle in the scroll was extremely violent, and for a time the scroll was forcibly distorted and deformed, and the possibility of cracking into several pieces increased greatly.
In an instant, the aurora-like smoke filled the picture scroll, and the entire still realm was destroyed, Paul looked back, frightened, and between the lightning and flint, he propped up a protective shield like a turtle shell, and his body flashed a few times, smashed a lot of stone pillars and stalagmites, passed through more than a dozen karst caves, and through the light curtain, he fell on the Wenqing stone.
His face was full of fear, and he collapsed in the arms of the two of them with palpitations, barely squeezing out a smile, barely stretched out a finger, touched the slender jade fingers of the two, and signaled that he was just frightened.
Just as Paul sat down on the Wen Qing Stone, the monster's fingers shook continuously, and the mana fluctuations shattered more than sixty stone pillars and stalagmites, and in half a thought, he entered the hard crystal.
The gray silk suddenly became larger, wider and brighter, like a knife slashing close to the blurred figure, bang, bang, the white beard turned into a thin rope like a jumping rubber band like the fibrous root of He Shou Wu, and between the collision between the two, the whole picture scroll trembled like a mountain, and a crumbling momentum.
"Hmph!" the monster let out a cold snort, and the mana rolled into the hard crystal, and suddenly the gray light like a knife suddenly shook, and the image changed again, and the gray knife that seemed to be able to break through the picture scroll suddenly took shape, and after two flashes, it slashed on the string.
It's a la-la-la-la-la-
The string broke in two, and then continued to break until it was cut clean by the ash wire, and there was not a single strand left. The person in the painting and the sika deer were chilled and frightened for a while, and they were at a loss.
The gray knife slashed at their ink line in the blink of an eye, and continued to slash wildly, the ink line broke into shapeless black shadows, some without faces, some without hands, and some without lower bodies.
The gray knife and gray silk are like meteors, or chopping or splitting, or cutting or piercing, and the ink shadow disappears in an instant, and the aurora-colored smoke is left in the painting, and the rest of the smoke swishs, crossing more than a dozen karst caves, and burrowing into the fingers.
The monster laughed and said: "This third aunt is a half-finished product that has not stored a spirit treasure, I treat him as a big enemy, and I take it too seriously, this fight is boring!"
When Paul heard this, his face was full of black lines, and he wanted to cry without tears, this is too terrifying, he only looked at it, and he was so frightened that he was terrified, if it wasn't for the compassion and care of his predecessors, he would have become a pile of minced meat.
This is the battle between the great powers, although it is only limited to a picture scroll, but it is not something that a little monk like himself can stand aside and pick up the leaks, if he is affected a little, then his life will be completely wiped out.
Fortunately, he is not a traitor who kills innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise, he would have been crushed into crumbs by his own hands, and it is easier for him to kill himself than to kill an ant.
He is much stronger than the master, and the master has worked hard to break the lotus talisman, and he only used a wisp of smoke to break them and turn them into powder, he is really vulnerable!
He complimented: "Uncle Giant, you are really handsome! You are really amazing! My master may not be able to resist one of your fingers!"
"What kind of cultivation is your master?" the monster asked.
"Monk of the Ning Dan Period, the evil aura is like a golden bell jar, and when you drink strong wine, you will spew flames, and in three or five strokes you will burn an infected walking corpse to death!" Paul recalled, carefully contemplating his words.
The monster put away its mana, and at this moment, the blank picture scroll was constantly distorted and deformed, and it was attached to the hard crystal, leaving no gaps, and even the color became exactly the same as the mountain.
July 20, 1922.
Yuan Fangzhi's figure was fluttering, holding the dragon ruler, and walking with the sword, followed by a large group of peak masters, all of whom were like sand gulls, or the sword, or the beast, or the air, and landed on the Puhan ridge.
Yuan Fangzhi is a freelance writer, he writes news for a living on weekdays, and Bai Youxi likes to read the news he publishes the most, he writes well, specializes in reporting the truth, this time he flew the sword to pass the book, he actually only came to the Wuyang faction after only ten days, the two had a long talk, talking about the Zuiyanlou turmoil, the teaching building incident, Yao Ji roast chicken shop, Wanle's death, Dong Yubi's disappearance, Jin Maochun's confession, physical examination......
As for the part involving the privacy of the sect, Bai Youxi was silent, and the scene was extremely embarrassing for a while, but fortunately, the name Paul was repeatedly mentioned, which attracted Yuan Fangzhi's attention, and at his suggestion, the two went to visit Paul, but found that he was not in Zhenwu Peak, and even Jin Maochun and Jingjing were not in Zhenwu Palace.
Bai Youxi was a little dazed, Paul had said that he would visit all the senior brothers and sisters one by one, and at this juncture, the disappearance of several seemed very strange.
After he informed the major peak masters of this news, they were all moved, and when they heard that Yuan Fangzhi had extraordinary skills in tracing and finding shadows, they all dispatched and followed him to the Puhan Ridge.
A group of people stood on the ridge of the Puhan Mountain, looking at each other, all suspicious, they were already looking around, and there was nothing but them, could it be that Paul was under his feet, so he was going to dig three feet into the ground?
Yuan Fangzhi injected mana into the dragon ruler, its dragon head trembled slightly, pointing to the pictographic stone, everyone shuttled in the pictogram stone, walked through all kinds of strange boulders, although there were doubts, they all kept silent, only one person laughed more than once, this person looked vulgar, and there was a long scar at the corner of his mouth.
When the group came to the outside of the Straw Hat Cave, Yuan Fangzhi put away the dragon ruler and looked at the mountain with some surprise, but did not find anything strange, but Paul's whereabouts disappeared inexplicably.
He didn't dare to hesitate, lest he lose his former demeanor in front of the peak masters, and the fish and shellfish opened his mouth and spewed out the yín tiān sword, the lè shield, and the biáo bell......
All of them turned into a hot and hot light, bursting into molten brilliance, bang,
When the peak masters saw such an incredible scene, they were extremely surprised, and they all opened their mouths wide, and they didn't know where to start. Only one person ignored it, laughed wildly, and when he wanted to apologize, he only said the word "right", and he couldn't stop laughing, laughing so that everyone was extremely embarrassed, and they all looked depressed, and they had the idea of smashing him.