Chapter 586: There was thunder in the Nine Heavens
This is not that Weichen is talking wildly, nor is it overestimating Xu Beiyou, but this is the case.
Others don't know Xu Beiyou's current ability to reach the sky, but Weichen can see one or two now, after all, he is also a great monk who was once expected to soar, even if the current realm is not as good as in the past, but his eyesight is still there, after Xu Beiyou blocked his sleeve, he can conclude that Xu Beiyou's combat power at this time will exceed the eighteenth floor martial artist of the same realm.
That sleeve seems to be an understatement, but in fact, as Xu Beiyou said, there is a complete small world hidden in the sleeve, which is the so-called sleeve Qiankun, with the weight of a small world, no less than Mount Tai pressing, even if it is a martial artist's hundred refining physique, it is difficult to carry it unscathed, but Xu Beiyou just carried it, only more than ten zhang backwards, but he was not injured at all.
This physique alone is enough to make people jealous, and it reminds people of two sayings.
Big treasure bottle.
Purple gold body.
Xu Beiyou has a big treasure bottle body is nothing, this is something that he has known for a long time, but when did he learn the purple gold body of the Shangqing lineage?
Could it be that it had something to do with the purple sigil at the center of his eyebrows?
In this regard, Weichen did not dare to assert that the current Xu Beiyou was undoubtedly foggy in his eyes, making it difficult for people to touch the depths, but one thing he was sure of was that the current Xu Beiyou had not really taken that step and became a cloud figure above the eighteenth floor.
Since he didn't take that step, Weichen was confident that he would leave something on Xu Beiyou's body.
In fact, Xu Beiyou was indeed not sure that he would kill this person unscathed.
But this doesn't mean that Xu Beiyou has no other way.
Xu Beiyou took a breath softly, raised the Zhuxian in his hand, pointed at the dust from afar, and said in a deep voice: "If you are bent on seeking death, I will fulfill you." ”
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The candle dragon perches on the cold door, and the light is still open.
Why can't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind comes up to the sky.
The snowflakes of Yanshan are as big as a seat, and the pieces are blown down Xuanyuan Terrace.
This is the heavy snow scene in Yanzhou depicted by the Qinglian Sword Immortal in the North Wind Travel, which may be slightly exaggerated, but it is not so exaggerated when placed in a place like the northwest.
Just then, it snowed.
And it's goose feathers and heavy snow.
Zhang Wuxian, who was standing at the head of the central capital, looked up again, and only a sky white because of the falling snow came into view, and he no longer saw a sea of clouds.
Compared with the many cities of the Central Plains Mansion, the city wall of the central capital city located in the land of a hundred battles is particularly majestic and tall, this former ancient capital of several dynasties, the original world, now becomes a majestic in the northwest of the fortress, faded away from the grace and luxury of the past, like a majestic armor soldier in armor, standing between heaven and earth, standing up to the sky.
No matter how heavy the snow is, it can't submerge this majestic city, at most it is just covered with a layer of plain white.
Zhang Wuxi reached out and picked up a few snowflakes that were almost as big as the palm of his hand, and suddenly wanted to recite a few good sentences about the heavy snow, but after thinking about it, he finally held back a sentence, "The country is general, and the wellhead is black and holey." The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”
At this time, Li Shentong also ran to the city, and just happened to hear these lines of Zhang Wuxi's poems, and praised them insincerely, "Good poems, good poems." ”
Zhang Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and explained with a little embarrassment: "We, the rough people who lead the troops to fight, are really not good at literary affairs. ”
Li Shentong unceremoniously debunked: "You always look young, in fact, you are already an eighty-year-old man, after so many years, even if you don't know how to write things, you should have read a few poetry collections, not to mention that you have not led troops for decades in the middle, in the words of officialdom, you are at home, if you don't know how to write because of leading soldiers, I'm afraid you can't say it, right?"
Zhang Wuxi was speechless, had to change the topic, and said, "What are you doing here?"
Li Shentong looked straight and said in a deep voice: "Of course, it is to see how the master defeats a strong enemy, our sword cultivation way, watching other people's opponents fight, is the most beneficial to sharpen one's own kendo cultivation." ”
This time, Zhang Wuxi unceremoniously stretched out his hand and patted Li Shentong's brain, and scolded with a smile: "Although this is good, it also depends on how many catties and taels you have, you don't even have the realm of earth immortals now, so you want to watch the sword of the eighteenth floor sword immortal to sharpen the way of the sword? I'm afraid that just the aftermath of the sword qi can make your kid's bones gone." ”
Zhang Wuxian threw away the snowflakes in his hand, "The sword immortals of this realm, even compared with the legendary immortal realm, are not much different, they all say that immortals fight mortals and suffer, even if you want to point fingers, or make judgments, then you have to be in the realm above the sixteenth floor of the earth immortal, otherwise I am afraid that I will not even have the qualifications to watch the battle." ”
Zhang Wuxian looked at Li Shentong, "Your master deliberately flew to the Nine Heavens to face the battle, just to avoid harming the innocent. ”
Li Shentong looked up, and could only see the faint and dark sky that was slightly white, as for the rest, he couldn't see anything, and there was only the sound of the wind whistling with the heavy snow, and he couldn't hear anything.
Li Shentong muttered: "I really want to be like Master, to be able to fight with people above the Nine Heavens, this is the style of an immortal." ”
Zhang Wuxi has no ill feelings towards this little guy with a big ghost, but subconsciously wants to use words to relieve his tension and uneasiness, if it is usual, Zhang Wuxi will definitely not do so many such things, let alone chant any poems boringly, but after feeling the violent qi collision faintly coming from the nine heavens, Rao is a general who sits in the northwest, it is difficult to be indifferent.
Zhang Wuxi said softly: "Then the road you have to walk is long." Some people, like your master, can reach the top of the mountain in just a few years. But some people, like me, and countless monks in this world, may never see the end in their lifetime. However, your master's kind is still a minority after all, and there may not be one in five hundred years, and even if you have the qualifications to reach the end of the road, it will take an extremely long time. ”
Li Shentong said calmly: "I understand this truth, but I want to be like Master." ”
Zhang Wuxian sighed: "If you have the ability, say this to your master." ”
Li Shentong laughed and said, "Don't dare." ”
Zhang Wuxian said with a smile: "Xu Beiyou, an old-fashioned little master, how can he accept such an apprentice as you." ”
Li Shentong was about to speak, when a silent thunder suddenly sounded above the nine heavens.
The reason why it is silent is because the ordinary soldiers at the head of the city did not hear it at all.
But for the monks who have cultivated in their bodies, this thunder is real.
Li Shentong was directly shocked by this thunder and sat on the ground, and the qi in the Xia Dantian Qi Sea and Zhongdantian Qi Mansion was directly dispersed, wandering all over the body, and it was difficult to gather for a while, even if Zhang Wuxian was sick, he had to reach out and hold his heart and suppress the violent atrial tremor.
Li Shentong's face turned pale.
And that's just the aftermath, but if it's there, what would it be?