Chapter 898: Before the sun sets

Seeing this scene, Rao is Puyue was deep in thought, and her joy and anger were invisible, and she couldn't help but show a surprised and shocked expression, and lost her voice.

"It's ...... Do you do what you say?"

Silence, death-like silence, everyone on the Moon Protection Mountain looked at the wonderful "picture scroll" incredibly as if they had been immobilized.

Most of them didn't know what the words and words represented, but some of the old guys who were in high positions in the sect and well-informed remembered some records in ancient classics.

In ancient times, the road to ascension has not been broken, the cultivation realm is full of flowers, a prosperous scene, far from being comparable to now, amazing talents such as carp crossing the river, emerge in endlessly, the great supernatural monks are not the existence of legends, basically every sect will have one or two, as for the equivalent of the soul realm monks, although there were fewer in the ancient era, but not as rare as now.

There is a saying in ancient classics that the great supernatural monks in ancient times were only named with the word "great supernatural powers", naturally not because of their profound cultivation and good at some shocking supernatural spells, but because the supernatural powers displayed by such monks have been unimaginable and can be resisted by human beings, and they are known as heavenly laws.

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, since there is such a statement, it at least shows that it is related to the word "law", that is, there is no doubt that the monk of "great supernatural powers" is concerned.

As for the words and words, this is a strong stroke in ancient books.

The ancient great supernatural monks, with the gods to the sky, with the heart through the spirit, with the body through the law.

Words are spoken, and laws are spoken!

It's really a matter of words!

Could this young and handsome young man be the great supernatural monk of the ancients recorded in the classics? How is this possible?

Not only the well-informed old guys couldn't believe it, but even Pu Yue secretly denied what he had just said, if it was really a word to follow, if the person in front of him was really a great god monk, then what to fight now, wait for death as soon as possible, and don't even have the intention of escaping.

Xiao Qingyun was rare to be serious, reached out and stroked his chin, and said lightly.

"I can't do it casually, but I've also touched some thresholds, this snow ...... Let's disperse. ”

After the words fell, the plum snow that was still in the air suddenly turned into rain, and then vaporized into fog, and disappeared completely, and the May peak, which had been dyed white, returned to its original color in an instant, fresh as washing, and there was a bit of pleasant new atmosphere.

In just two sentences, it was easy to resolve this heavy snow that is rare in a thousand years, and the shock of the means is beyond measure, not to mention the people who protect the Moon Mountain, just say that the nearest Qiao Yuan, Ling Wanchen, and Yuechan are all stunned.

After coming back to his senses, Qiao Yuan smiled heartily, and silently gave Xiao Qingyun's back a thumbs up, secretly praising it, what a fucking domineering.

"It's pretty pleasing to the eye right now. Ling Wanchen pursed the corners of her lips and laughed softly.

"You're a married woman. Seeing that Pu Yue was deflated, Qiao Yuan was in a good mood, so he also laughed and joked.

Ling Wanchen smiled and threw him a roll of his eyes, the eyebrows and eyes, which were originally very heroic, were unconsciously a little more natural and charming after being moistened by love, which was fascinating.

In the sky, Pu Yue quickly suppressed the shock in her heart, and her face returned to the same as before, but in those deep eyes, there were still a few hidden gloom that could not be seen by others.

There are no superfluous words, his hands are flexible like swimming dragons, twisting the strings on the guqin that is a foot wide, from fast to slow, the tone is gradually sinking, and the volume is doubled.

The killing spirit has skyrocketed!

The listeners who had just thought the sound of the piano was pleasant, but their minds were buzzing, their faces showed pain, they covered their ears, and retreated again and again.

Xiao Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was no longer as relaxed as before, a little dignified, he had never hoped that just two words could scare off a mid-stage soul cultivator, at this level, who was easy to fool, but he didn't expect that this person would be able to recover his state of mind so quickly without revealing the slightest flaw.

Low-level monks fight and fight for their wealth, middle-level monks fight for their minds, and high-level monks fight for their minds.

Whether the mood is good or bad, whether the mood fluctuates, will determine whether there will be a flaw in the next battle, and this flaw is often the key to determining the victory or defeat.

The deep-seated reason why Xiao Qingyun teased Lianyue before was to spoil Pu Yue's state of mind, with his vicious eyesight, when watching the battle, he could see that although the two of them were fighting for life and death, they had the meaning of sympathy for each other.

But what disappointed Xiao Qingyun was that this middle-aged man with an indifferent expression was really cold-blooded and ruthless, and it was just a killer at the end of the day, and he was able to blaspheme himself and was indifferent to his actions, and he was indifferent to it, there are people in the mortal temple to kill, not to be humiliated, Xiao Qingyun teased the seriously injured Lianyue, how could it not be a humiliation to his opponent, not to mention that the two of them were still from the same school.

To tell the truth, as a bystander, Xiao Qingyun felt a little unworthy for that woman, and it was sad to die at the hands of such a person!

"The forbearance is good, but there is a bit of a heroic heart, but it's a pity...... You're looking at the wrong person. Xiao Qingyun said secretly in his heart, a cold light appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the soul transformation was no longer concealed, and completely burst out, setting off the green shirt and whistling and churning, like a war immortal possessing the body, and the great change in temperament made everyone watching the battle in a trance.

At this moment, Xiao Qingyun is a master in the eyes of thousands of monks, the grandmaster's demeanor is undoubtedly revealed, he slightly tilted his head to look at the sunset that is about to fall in the mountains in the west, the glow of the sun is blowing, and it highlights his face as white as mutton fat jade, not like a mortal person.

"Before the sun sets, I plan to drink a glass of wine, so I don't want to learn from Taoist friends, but there is a type of cloud-turning technique below, and I hope that Taoist friends will smile and accept it. ”

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Qingyun smiled lightly and spoke, with his words, it was his raised right arm, the big hand rotated like a twist, and the five fingers twisted like a jade bead, and there was no intimidating momentum, but it made Pu Yue like a great enemy, and he played the piano with both hands more and more hard, but the sonorous sound of the piano invaded Xiao Qingyun's body at most, and it was suddenly bounced away by an invisible force, falling on the water, and roaring up hundreds of waves.

After a few breaths, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth rolled upside down, and the canopy, which had been snowy and clear, suddenly appeared a white cloud that spread thousands of feet in a square circle, not heavy, and even a little thin, as if the wind would blow away as soon as it rolled.

It's just that when Xiao Qingyun's big hand that turned the tide turned over, and the palm of his hand suddenly went downward, a purple qi suddenly rose, blending into the white clouds in the sky, instantly impregnating thousands of feet.

Purple clouds press the realm, can destroy the mountain, can shake the ground.