Chapter 6 The pen falls into a storm, and the runes paint the rules
The Heavenly Master leisurely stimulated the nerves of the immortals in the heavenly court, for the future plan, this is a necessary foreshadowing, and the immortals in the heavenly court have been at ease for a long time, and they have long lost their enterprising spirit, but the immortal road is endless, and if the boat does not advance against the current, it will retreat, so that a stimulus can make them go further. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The immortals had already heard his ulterior motives in the Heavenly Master's narration, after all, they were all immortals, and their wisdom was not low, but they also knew that the Heavenly Master would not harm them, so they all listened quietly, not only to understand the unknown world, but also to improve their own mood.
The Heavenly Master is like a storyteller in a mortal teahouse, silent in his storytelling, and is happy to have so many listeners, so the narration is very energetic.
The Heavenly Master pointed to the Xuanguang Screen with his hand, and asked the Xuanguang Screen to show the picture he wanted to talk about, only to see the picture of the Xuanguang Screen flying upstairs and the sky disappearing, and the white clouds were ethereal, like the sea and the ocean, the mighty and surging, only a mountain tip rose into the sky, standing proudly among the clouds.
A long-bearded Confucian scholar stands on the top of the mountain, a long stone table in front of him, the paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the table are neatly placed, the Confucian scholar stands in a dashing manner, quietly admiring the rising clouds, occasionally lifting the pen to depict on the paper, it seems very leisurely.
Whoosh –
Suddenly, hundreds of figures rushed out from under the sea of clouds, all standing in the void, scanning the four directions, and it turned out to be the long-bearded Confucian warrior besieged, each in their hands, or knives or swords, or spears or halberds, each weapon was cold, and there were dust, towers, seals, gourds and other strange magic weapons in their hands to show their might.
The Confucian man stroked his long beard, without a trace of fear, and looked at everyone without anything, and took the pen to smear it on the scroll, as if the painting was almost finished.
The hundreds of people were menacing, but when they saw the behavior of the Confucian scholars, they seemed to be shocked, and they didn't dare to make the slightest move.
After the Confucian finished smearing, he put the pen on the shelf, and then waved his hand, and the ink on the paper dried immediately, and then he reached out and picked up the drawing paper, and began to appreciate it by himself.
So there are two worlds on this sea of clouds, on the one hand, the atmosphere is leisurely, enjoying the painting alone, and on the other hand, the thunderclouds are dense, murderous, and the atmosphere in the confrontation becomes more and more solemn.
After all, someone couldn't help it, and a person raised his sword and slashed straight at the Confucian priest.
When the others saw this scene, their eyes were fixed, and the weapons and magic weapons in their hands were also tight, and they were about to rush forward.
The Confucian scholar held the painting in one hand, quietly admiring it, and a golden pen appeared in the other hand, which was shining with golden light and entwined with rainbow light, which was very gorgeous.
The Confucian holds the pen with the void as the paper, the gold pen draws mysterious and mysterious lines in the void, and the stroke keeps flowing to draw beautiful graphics in the void.
Boom –
The man with the sword slammed into a golden wall, and was violently bounced back, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize his body again.
The other people who had already moved also quickly became vigilant, staring closely at the next movement of the Confucian priest, not daring to make the slightest movement.
At this time, a white crane flew from a distance, its body feathers were crystal clear, the whole body was white, only the crane neck was black and bright, and the red crown was red. 、
This crane flies elegantly, with a beautiful posture, which catches people's attention for a time and makes people forget about things.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help frowning when he saw the white crane, a little alert, put the painting on the table with his left hand, and then waved it lightly, spreading his palm, but the white crane that flew towards him flew smaller and smaller, and finally slowly landed in his palm, turning into a paper crane.
The Confucian man clasped his hands together, as if he had received some information, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was solemn: "Forget it, I won't play with you, since I came, I must have the consciousness of death." ”
As he spoke, the pen in his right hand began to swipe through the void, leaving strands of golden lines that combined into a graceful set of patterns.
One of the leaders of the group was very shocked when he saw this, and shouted loudly: "The information is wrong, he is not only a rune master, but he has already reached the realm of a rune master, and he must not let his rune be completed and shoot together." ”
Hearing his order, the besieging people all went out with all their might, and in an instant, the sword light, the fire and cold, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, the thunder and the wind, and all kinds of attack spells poured out towards the middle-aged Confucian like a pouring rain, drowning his figure in a cloud of wind and smoke.
At a short time, everyone stopped casting spells, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the wind and smoke that was swept away by various spells, hoping that the methods just now could make a contribution in one fell swoop and allow them to complete the task immediately.
In a moment, under the blowing of the natural wind on the mountain, the wind and smoke on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared, revealing the empty top of the mountain, as if the middle-aged Confucian had been beaten into powder by the wave of attacks they had just had.
Seeing this, the others showed a hint of relieved excitement, but the leader looked embarrassed and unnatural.
Because he always felt that this thing was too smooth, and the opponent was too easy to eliminate, although it was true that he couldn't see anyone, how could he always feel that something was wrong.
He looked at the top of the mountain carefully, and saw that there was no trace of abnormality, so he wanted to dispel his doubts, and suddenly came back to his senses, no abnormality is the biggest abnormality, you must know that everyone was afraid of the other party's talisman method just now, but they shot with all their strength, and did not control their own power at all, and the power was enough to destroy everything on the top of the mountain, but now the top of the mountain has not changed except for the Confucian scholar and the table, which is not at all logical.
As if sensing that he was aware, the top of the mountain suddenly emitted a faint light, and the light enveloped the top of the mountain, and then began to shrink gradually, until finally it converged in one place to reveal everything it covered.
I saw that the middle-aged Confucian scholar was in outstanding shape, the golden pen in his hand was shining, and the runes in the void were painted and written into a urn to form a wall of Taoism and law in front of the Confucian scholar, and the gradually shrinking light finally converged on the picture scroll that had just been completed on the desk.
"Damn, the rune painting rules, a piece of paper into the sky, this is the means of the top rune master, this time it is really going to kill me. The leader cried out in despair with a sad face.
The middle-aged Confucian looked at everyone with disdain, and said for the first time: "You forty-three bandits, you have been evil for a long time, and you have long been angry and resentful, and there is justice at this time. ”
As he spoke, the seal in the Confucian man's hand was pinched, and the talisman began to light up, and at a glance, it had been triggered, and it was about to explode.
"Each defends itself, and if it can escape, it will escape. The leader commanded helplessly.
The Confucian seal was completed, and then a palm was slashed on the wall of the Dao Law, and the talisman was completely activated.
The golden light of the Dao Law Wall was magnificent, and the wisps of golden lines shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the heaven and earth nets were endlessly sealed, blocking the heavens and the earth, and blocking a group of bandits in this heaven and earth net.
After that, platinum, black water, green wood, red fire, loess, and the five-colored and five-element light wheel appeared, and in the horrified eyes of the bandits, they began to exert their might.
Platinum is now, the golden sword is sharp, cutting everything, flying in all directions, cutting everyone's talisman magic weapon.
The black water came out, the blue waves rippled, eroded all things, poured like rain, and eroded everyone's body protection.
The green trees rise, the branches swing, entangle all beings, entangle and entangle, and restrain the actions of everyone.
The red fire burned, and the flames scorched, and the heavens and the earth were burned, and the fire burned all sides, and the bodies of all men.
The loess falls, the loess is long, the sand is flying and the stones are gone, annihilating life and death, covering up the traces of everyone.
The five elements and five-color light wheel are hidden, the sun and moon yin and yang diagram are erected, the moon is suspended in the air, Shenhua is refined, washing the dirt in the world, the sun is in the sky, the light is covered, and everything in the world is revived.
In the end, the Tao returned to its place, the heaven and the earth returned to balance, the middle-aged Confucian threw out the paper crane, transformed into a shape again, gently flew up and landed on the back of the crane, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of clouds in the crane dance, leaving the unchanging beauty of the clouds and mist surrounding the mountain.