He didn't know why he thought of Bai Xian, maybe it was because his promise to her hadn't been fulfilled yet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But when he thought of Bai Xian, he thought of what Bai Xian said when he saw Bai Xian at the last time. Among them, the twelve characters of "wind and thunder, mountains and rivers change, water and fire melt, and heaven and earth are combined" are particularly profound, after all, this is related to his cultivation, as well as ...... Life.

He had now comprehended the Wind Divine Text and the Thunder Divine Script, and he had no clue how to intersect the two.

The reason why he thinks about this is because thunder, in addition to the masculine side, also represents speed, while wind is light and fast, both of which are related to speed.

He wondered if the intersection of wind and thunder represented speed, an extreme speed, and if so, he might have a way to escape from here.

The intersection of wind and thunder is naturally not a simple combination of the god of wind and the god of thunder ~ together, which will only lead to conflicts.

At this moment, his mind was full of information about wind and thunder, including what he had seen in his previous life and what he had seen in this life.

However, he finally found that this information did not help him much, after all, they were two completely different worlds, and there were many contradictions in them.

"Wind and thunder, wind ... Ray ......"

He was like a demon, and finally kept repeating these two words, ignoring the destructive qi outside his body.

Fortunately, the Divine Text has a spirit (which is why the first stage of the Divine Text is called the Spiritual Text), although the Thunder Divine Text does not have his presiding, but it still stands in front of him, resisting the breath of destruction for him, as well as the destruction thunder that the void gives birth from time to time.

In this way, although the outside world is facing a huge crisis, he is not disturbed in the slightest for a moment, and he can quietly think about the doubts in his heart.

"By the way, in the myth "Fengshen Bang" in the previous life, Lei Zhenzi was because he accidentally ate a strange fruit, which made him have the two qi of wind and thunder, and finally a pair of wind and thunder wings were born on his back. ”

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Qinglian's mind, although he did not accidentally eat the strange fruit like Lei Zhenzi, but he also had the wind and thunder two qi in his body, could he turn this wind and thunder two qi into a pair of wings.

Although there is no specific description of Lei Zhenzi's Wind and Thunder Wings in the Fengshen List, it only says how fast Nezha's Wind and Thunder Wheels are, but Qinglian believes that Wind and Thunder Wings are definitely not slow.

Moreover, Hot Wheels is just a magic weapon after all, but the Wings of Wind and Thunder are not, he is a kind of supernatural power, which belongs completely to the individual.

Moreover, the wings of wind and thunder should not only be fast, but also can trigger thunder and lightning between fanning, and the power is not weak at all.

In an instant, Qinglian decided to use the Wind God Text and the Thunder God Culture Wind Wing to enhance her speed.

As for how to fuse, he thought of the Creation Qinglian in his mind, this was definitely a cheat, and the problems encountered in Qinglian's cultivation could be completely handed over to it to solve.

However, today's creation of Qinglian is also a little less, the original twelve grades, and now there are only eight grades left.

Qinglian had already tried, even if he re-cultivated the idea of Qinglian Concept, he would not be able to make the Creation Qinglian grow into a twelve-rank, and it seemed that there was a force in the dark that was restricting it.

The seven-grade green lotus, the inner three grades, the outer four grades, and the one-grade green lotus among the inner three grades of the green lotus have also undergone demonic changes, and the original cyan has turned into purple, and the current green lotus can't see through.

However, at this time, Qinglian was not looking for it, he looked at the outer four grades of Qinglian, one of which was engraved with two Taoist texts of wind and thunder, which he couldn't understand before, but this time he recognized it at a glance.

The sermon on this is very simple and somewhat rough, and there are no traces of man-made, which is naturally formed.

Qinglian looked at the Taoist texts on the other Qinglian in turn, and there were two Taoist texts on each Qinglian, which were - wind and thunder, mountains, water and fire, and heaven and earth.

It seems that the twelve words "wind and thunder, mountains and rivers change, water and fire melt, and heaven and earth are combined" are not unreasonable.

Gritting his teeth, he put away the Thunder Divine Text, and threw it into the green lotus engraved with the word "Wind Thunder" along with the Wind Divine Text.

It seemed that sensing Qinglian's intentions, the Wind Divine Text and the Thunder Divine Text easily entered the Qinglian.

There is no time to observe these, so he can only rely on his own dominance, because, after he received the Thunder God Text, the destructive qi of the outside world was unblocked, and it would directly submerge him, one by one, a trace of destructive qi, like a tarsal bone, burrowing into his body, unable to expel it, and unable to get rid of it.

This kind of destructive qi is very pure, even if the vitality power in Qinglian's body can wear it out, but the consumption of vitality power is very large, and there is a steady stream of destructive power surging in the rear.

It is not bad that the vitality power in Qinglian's body is endless, but this infinity does not refer to the quantity, but that his physical body is relatively special, and the vitality power in his body can be continuously consumed and generated.

Like ordinary people, when the vitality is consumed, the lifespan will be greatly reduced, and it will be difficult to make up for it, no matter how high or low the cultivation is. Most of the consumption can even directly cause one's own death, but in Qinglian's body, this kind of situation will not occur.

The vitality in his body can be infinitely generated, which is a talent.

But his cultivation was limited after all, and the vitality generated in his body was far from keeping up with the speed of consumption, and it didn't take long for a sickly pale look on his face.

"Thunder Wings, hurry up, don't let me down. He kept urging in his heart.

At the same time, his face showed a touch of determination, and he shouted:

"Life and death Tai Chi, give me - out!"

A burst of fierce light erupted from his sea of qi, and with his loud shout, it seemed as if something was about to struggle to come out of it.

A black-and-white Taiji diagram is revealed little by little, and the meaning of death and life rotates on it.

Wherever the black light passes, there will be silence, and all things will be silenced, and there will be no sound, not a single light, all going to destruction in silence.

Then, where Bai Mang passed, everything seemed to come to life again, and there was light and color in the heavens and the earth, and there were creatures chasing these lights and colors.

This meaning of life and death is so terrifying that it can even make people hallucinate and sink into it. Of course, he had no resentment against Bai Xian for getting such a terrifying thing in his body.

The meaning of life and death helped him resolve the conflict between the eight mana, which helped him a lot, and the meaning of life and death usually showed the trend of Tai Chi, and it would not cause him any harm.

The Taiji diagram rotated, forming a whirlpool, and the surrounding destructive qi was absorbed into it, and the meaning of life and death, which had just been balanced by Qinglian, lost its mellow momentum in an instant.

The will to die has risen sharply, with a momentum of aggression, to destroy all the will of life, the balance of the Taiji diagram has been broken, and the momentum of the Taiji has been lost.

Only the most primitive yin and yang fish remained, but a fish is big, a fish is small, when they are entangled with each other, the small fish is worn out little by little, but the big fish is growing, seeing this scene, I can't help but think of a sentence - big fish eat small fish.

It's just that there are no shrimp for small fish to eat here, and a cold sweat broke out on the top of Qinglian's head, although he had guessed this scene before, but when he really faced this scene, he was still under great pressure.

"The power of life, out!"

Countless green dots poured out of him, like moths to a fire, rushing towards the small fish, and it was like countless small shrimps were sent to the door by themselves to be eaten by the small fish.

In this way, it helped Xiaoyu recover a little bit of decline.

At this time, Qinglian sank into the meaning of life wholeheartedly, and clearly felt that there was something in the meaning of life, like the crystallization of countless wisdom and understanding, and like the Tao itself, mysterious and mysterious, unspeakable, unspeakable.

Obviously, the same is true on the side of the meaning of death, and it must be more subtle, and if there is really something, it will definitely be born before the thing conceived on the side of the meaning of life.

"The near-consummation of death is really the most beautiful thing in the world, but if there is no meaning of life, it is even more perfect. ”

A man in black appeared not far from the umbrella, walking in the aura of destruction, but as if he had returned to his own home, leisurely, without the slightest hurricity of others facing the aura of destruction.

He is the Yuan Xuan.

Looking at the yin and yang fish on the top of Qinglian's head, to be precise, the meaning of death lies, and for the first time there were emotional fluctuations in his empty eyes, which was extremely sincere praise and longing.

It's a pity that at this time, Qinglian wholeheartedly mobilized the vitality in her body and didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, so naturally she didn't find Yuan Xuan, let alone his strange eyes.

It's not that he's careless, this is the Destruction Thunder Layer, and whoever dares to take a step will be attacked by the Destruction Thunder, and no one will appear here.

Besides, there is also a sky umbrella guarding him, even if ordinary people really take the plane to come here, what can they do.

However, Yuan Xuan is an outlier.

He, not afraid of the aura of destruction, the umbrella in front of him seemed to be non-existent in his eyes, his eyes were just staring at the meaning of death on the top of Qinglian's head, and there was nothing else.

I don't know how long it has been, in fact, maybe it hasn't been long, but for Qinglian, this time is like a year, and every minute and every second seems to be extremely long.

Of course, this is not because of Yuan Xuan's gaze, he doesn't know about Yuan Xuan's existence at all. The battle between the yin and yang fish, the battle between life and death, in the final analysis, is still the battle between the vitality in his body and the boundless qi of destruction, he is fighting with his own strength.

What makes Qinglian feel relieved is that the God of Wind and the God of Thunder are transforming, perhaps, his idea of the Wind and Thunder Wings can really be realized, but all this will take time.

Outside, Yuan Xuan shook his head and said in a low voice: "The will of death can only exert its greatest power in my hands, life, not eternity, only death is truly eternal." ”

He stepped out, and his figure was completely illusory, as if it was fused with this boundless aura of destruction, and he could no longer feel the slightest of his presence, dissipating and formless.