As for the wine springs spilled from the kettle, they flowed from the stone table to the ground. Gradually, all the wine springs gathered together and became a water ball. A blue-white Samadhi True Fire emerged from Shen Lian's fingertips, and a wisp of fire reached the water ball. , black smoke suddenly emitted, and finally dispersed invisible when blown by the wind.
Black Tiger wondered: "Master, what is going on?"
Shen Lian smiled and said: "That Peng Bo is very clever and kept his tricks in the wine spring. It's a pity that he can't hide it from me. I hope he won't fly now."
At this time, Peng Boxou's escaping light was traveling in the sea of clouds. The ground was covered with vast mountains and rivers, but it could not calm the anger in his heart. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and secretly cursed: "What a clever boy."
Immediately, a hint of something came back to him, his aura was chaotic, the light disappeared, his figure appeared, and he fell from the cloud.
I only saw a huge white object mixed with a little greenery falling from the sky in the wind and snow. It was unknown how much wind and snow was rolled up, and finally landed on a piece of snow rock, creating a big crater.
The wind and snow were rustling, rolling bigger and bigger, causing an avalanche on this side of the mountain. For a moment, rocks pierced through the air, and there was a hint of cloud collapse, but it also alarmed another person here.
This person was none other than Feng Hou's Feng, the best marksman in the world. He had excellent eyesight and was unique in Dongyi. He could tell the whole story of the avalanche at a glance. He set off to the snow rock and saw a large human-shaped pit in it.
Peng Bo adjusted his breath and crawled out of the pit. He was in a mess. Fortunately, the green jade bamboo stick was made of amazing materials and was not damaged at all. However, Peng Bo's head was broken off.
He crawled out first, then grabbed the head and put it on his neck, which elicited a laugh, "Dad, your head is on the wrong side."
It turned out that Peng Bo had noticed that someone was there, and in a moment of anxiety, he actually put his head on the wrong side. He was even more ashamed and angry, and turned his head back to its original position. He looked intently at the person who was laughing and snorted coldly: "So it's you, kid."
Feng narrowed his eyes and said: "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be you, Uncle Peng. Could it be that you are old and in poor health, and you still fall from the sky?"
It turns out that Feng and Peng Bo still had a minor feud. Hundreds of years ago, before Feng became famous, in order to hone his health, he went to Huangquan in the east of Dongyi to practice archery. He dialed the number every day. ~Getting a bow and arrow, waiting for the underworld to rise, intending to use the power of the divine arrow to shoot down the tide.
As a result, the country of Peng, which had not yet been submerged by the underworld at that time, was disturbed. After all, the divine arrows encountered at that time already had special powers, stirring up the world's inspirations and affecting a large area.
At that time, Peng Boshou returned to the Great Peng Kingdom, so he came to teach Peng a lesson. At that time, Peng did not have the magical power he has today. Naturally, he was driven away by Peng Boshou with a bamboo stick and ate a lot of food. deficit.
Now that he saw Peng Boxou making a fool of himself, he naturally had to say something sarcastic, but he was also secretly surprised. Unexpectedly, this old man had learned a strange Taoist technique, and his head could be restored to its original state even if it was severed. Although it was not as good as the immortal body of King Xia, It's also very strange.
Peng Boxhou said: "I'm in good health. It's just that someone accidentally plotted against you. But your boy, the Yintang is dark, and you're going to be in bad luck at first sight. You're still worried about me."
Every time he secretly cried out that it was bad luck, why did he provoke this damn old man? After he collected the information about Shen Lian, he felt more and more that this person was unfathomable. He was a little uneasy in his heart. When he heard Peng Boshou's words, he was even more surprised. After all, people As an old man, there is no guarantee that this old man will have some skills in fortune-telling and a prophecy.
He said: "I've been going all the way lately. Where can I be unlucky? Peng Bo doesn't want to talk nonsense."
Fearing that the old boy would say something unlucky again, he immediately jumped into the snow without saying goodbye. When he was surprised by Peng Bo, he decided to go to Wu Peng for a divination first. If it was a bad omen, he would not bother Shen Lian, the Grand Master of Great Xia.
That Wu Peng was the most famous wizard in Dongyi in the past three hundred years. It was said that he was a member of the Xia tribe and wandered to Dongyi. Whatever he asked for divination, he was able to answer all his questions. Feng went to Wu Peng three times in the past, but he happened to be absent, so he went to find another famous fortune teller.
But this time he felt most uneasy, and decided to make a decision no matter what, he would have to use divination by Wu Peng.
Peng Boxou saw Feng leave immediately after saying the next word, and said to himself: There is something wrong with this kid.
Then he took out a piece of blackened mugwort and an animal bone from his body, twisted the mugwort into strips and lit it under the animal bone, causing cracks. He stared at it for a while, and said to Feng in the direction he was leaving: "Hey , still can’t escape my palm.”
Then Peng Boxou eliminated the traces of divination, blended his body into the snow, and walked in the direction Feng left using the earth escape method.
It had been two days since the last time Shen Lian cast a spell to make snow fall. Outside Qingxuan Cave, the snow was so thick that it almost covered the entrance of the cave, but a thin figure was kneeling outside the cave.
This was a boy about thirteen years old. His eyebrows were covered with snow powder, and his exposed lips were also blue and purple. He was obviously very cold.
Although the people of Dongyi have good physiques, they are still not as good as the Xia people. Not everyone can survive the cold and heat.
He is still young and his blood is not yet strong, so naturally he cannot withstand the cold.
However, this young man was extremely perseverant and remained silent despite the biting cold. Even when he was kneeling, his body remained upright and motionless, like a silent stone sculpture.
If there wasn't still hot air between his mouth and nose, people might think he had died.
Shen Lian in Qingxuan Cave naturally knew this very well, and said to Heihu next to him: "How long has this kid been kneeling?"
Heihu replied: "Sir, you happened to be in a fuzzy state last night, and this guy came here. He knelt down all night long."
Shen Lian said calmly: "He still has some perseverance, but he wants to beg me. This perseverance alone is not enough. Let him kneel for another night."
Black Tiger said: "I'm afraid this kid's body won't be able to hold on."
Shen Lian said leisurely: "My heart is as strong as iron even if I seek the truth. If I don't have this determination, why would I come to you?"
The young man knew nothing about the conversation between Shen Lian and Hei Hu in the cave. He just wanted to impress the immortal master inside with his determination.
Compared with the rest of the Wu Zhong clan who only wanted to believe in the immortal master and gain some benefits, the young man wanted to know how to step into the real path and become an immortal who could control the wind and change the heavenly phenomena just like the immortal master.
He began to have a dream when he was very young, in which he became a powerful immortal, able to call forth the wind and rain, and spread the beans into soldiers. Even after he woke up, he could not forget it for a long time, and his heart was full of longing for it.
So when the mountain was closed by heavy snow, he quietly went up the mountain and found Qingxuan Cave.
Naturally, not everyone can enter Qingxuan Cave, but he knows that the immortal master has great magical powers and must know why he came. The young man could not find a treasure that could impress the immortal master, only a sincere heart for the Tao, so he kept kneeling here.