Whoosh… Whoosh whoosh…
The wind grew stronger, and the forest began to sway gently, and then gradually began to sway wildly. The figure standing on the towering fruit tree grabbed Tianyun's hand and slowly pulled it backwards.
In the sky, the evil star with a long red tail suddenly seemed to get closer. Dark clouds gathered and Master Wu Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed again in the shape of a claw.
"Demon star... Demon star..."
The veins on the back of his hands bulged, the magical light on his body became brighter, and it seemed as if something in the sky was broken, and strange noises of crackling were heard.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time!!"
Boom—
Thunders rumbled in the sky, clouds rolled and sank, lightning flashed wildly in the clouds, and dense electric snakes fell down. The big trees on the side of the road were split open and ignited with flames. In the illuminated area, people were crowded, screaming and running home.
Some people also shouted and pointed to the sky.
"What is that?!"
Between the clouds, bluish-white lightning illuminated a huge object that slowly passed through the atmosphere. In a moment, heavy rain fell and strong winds blew.
In the city of Chang'an, people returned home one after another. Some boldly stuck their heads out to look at the sky. The tiles of the nearby neighboring houses were blown away by the strong wind, mixed with the heavy rain, and sprinkled on the streets, with the sound of crackling and shattering.
Four scholars walking on the street held their heads, screamed "Aiya", and dodged tiles falling from their heads. A strong wind blew out from the alley. One of them shouted, "What a strong wind..." The other three scholars stumbled and fell to the ground, rolled into a ball, and were blown to the end of the street...
In the distant imperial city, a soldier covered his face, squatted unsteadily behind the parapet, and shouted loudly to his companions. At this moment, the flagpole standing on the top of the city broke with a "click". The flag with the word "Sui" written on it flew together with the broken wooden pole to the brightly lit imperial palace in the distance.
Yang Jian brought the Duke of Yue to the palace tower. Thanks to the magic cast by his cousin, they were no longer afraid of the hurricane and rainstorm. As the two raised their heads, the dark clouds pressed away, and a sphere occupied their entire field of vision, almost covering half of the sky.
It was as if the moon from the sky was pulled in front of me...
A huge black shadow loomed over the heads of all living beings in the world. The quiet river water suddenly surged. Under the influence of the huge red sphere in the sky, the turbid water overflowed the river embankment, setting off huge waves that destroyed the fields on both sides and quickly spread to the nearby villages.
"Go, stop looking!"
"The water is rising outside, the flood is coming..."
"Folks, run!"
The village head, wearing a straw raincoat and leaning on a walking stick, went from house to house knocking on doors and shouting. There were also villagers who came out with their belongings and families, their faces pale.
Soon, hurried footsteps and all kinds of sounds were heard, people running and leaving in a hurry. A moment later, the surging flood swept in and rushed into the village. People shouted and figures who had no time to leave stumbled back to the wall and sat on the ground. Some people cried and grabbed the hands of their relatives on the roof, looking back from time to time. The next second, in the darkness, the sweeping waves broke through the village gate, creating a two-meter-high wave.
“Ahh—”
The woman hugged the child tightly, crying out in despair, the waves reflected in her eyes suddenly stopped for a moment, the woman who was holding the child's head raised her head, and a long black shadow swam past in the motionless waves.
The waves broke open with a roar, and a huge head popped out, looking up at the sky with a long kiss.
“Roar—”
The raging flood rolled back, forcibly retreating the washed away ground and houses, and at the same time turning to flow elsewhere, the old dragon panted and groaned, and in the red light, he turned his eyes to the side to glance at the woman and child huddled under the wall, twisted his body, sank into the water, and swam quickly to other villages along the river that he knew.
However, some people arrived too late, and all they saw was a vast ocean and their soaked shoes floating alone on the water...
"roar-"
On the water surface, a long shadow stood in the water, and it was a roar filled with anger.
In the northeast direction, in the rolling mountains, in front of the Blood Spirit Array where a column of light rose, the head of the Chengyun Sect looked at the huge demon star that appeared above his head, wiped the rain stains from his face, and turned to look at the disciples from various sects around him.
"The evil star is causing chaos and has affected a wide range of people. All Chengyun Sect members, please listen to my order and save the people around first—"
The old man watched his disciples carrying the Dharma light and dispersing to the surrounding villages and towns. He turned his head to the Taoist priest who was soaking wet beside him and nodded.
"Master Sun, you should go too."
The magic sword in his hand trembled slightly, and rose up to hang in front of the old man's chest. Sun Yingxian on the other side moved away and stood back. Thinking of what a scholar often said, he shook his head and wiped the mustache on his lips.
The pale lightning illuminated his face, and he smiled obscenely: "As a cultivator of the Dao, how can I just walk away? I will be a good guy for once, and I will help you!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing too.
Most of the Chengyun Sect members fled to the mountains and forests. Under the heavy rain and strong winds, rocks collapsed, rolling down the cliff with a loud rumbling sound, and smashed into the village at the foot of the mountain. Amid the chaotic and panicked screams below, the light of Dharma illuminated the foothills, and the people who passed by and those who were practicing Taoism in the mountains used magic to push the huge rocks down.
There are strange phenomena in the sky, and the evil star is coming.
The ascetics who rarely go out into the world have already been running around, using magic to call on their familiar fellow practitioners, and doing their best. In the Buddhist holy places filled with incense, in the solemn temples, in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and the All Living Beings Temple, monks held sticks and went out in the rain.
"Buddhism in the world is not only about chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name, it can also save all living beings!"
Southeast of the river, in the wild mountains and ridges, a figure in tattered robes walked past the body of a roe deer with a severed neck. On his pale and bloodless face, drops of blood dripped from the tips of his fangs. His white pupils looked up at the red evil star in the sky, and corpse qi rushed out.
The hard nails were bent with the sound of knuckles, clenched into fists, and a laugh was forced out.
"Haha... The evil star has descended, a sign of chaos. The Yang family's Sui State stole the Northern Zhou and destroyed the Southern Chen. This is the retribution..."
The wind blew hard, her arms were raised high, and her hair was flying wildly.
"Hahahaha... hahaha... God bless me, let Dachen rise again—"
In Qixia Mountain, heavy rain crackled on the rooftops, strong wind whimpered through the courtyard, cypress trees swayed wildly, and in the lighted window, Hong Lian comforted the panic-stricken Li Jinhua, Lu Laoshi, and Lu Xiaoxian, walked past the swaying lights, through the tightly closed door, looked at the storm outside, and clasped her hands together.
"Sir... you must be safe."
…
We are in sync.
It seemed as if he heard a familiar female voice among countless noisy shouts. Lu Liangsheng's consciousness gradually became clear, and he felt the severe pain in his body. There were also shouts of "Liangsheng!" "Master!" "Fellow Daoist Lu!"... and so on floating in his ears.
The scholar slowly raised his head and looked over at the ginseng fruit tree. Standing in the middle of five red-glowing stone pillars was Master Wuyuan, whose voice was low and hoarse.
"… What do you want me to see? How do you kill people?"
His lips opened and closed, squeezing out words, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth to his chin, which had a few stubbles on it.
"... Let's see how you can make the evil star descend upon the human world and wreak havoc on it?"
The old monk Zhenhai lay on the ground, grinning and roaring: "Fellow Daoist Lu, now you know why I am obsessed with slaying demons and exorcising evil spirits? I would rather kill someone by mistake than let one go, because I am afraid that evil demons and evil spirits will appear to cause chaos in the world..."
"Buddha have mercy on me!"
The old monk Zhenkong, who was far away in the ruins, raised his seal and chanted a Buddhist name, "Zhenkong, and Mr. Lu, actually... you are all wrong."
"Senior Brother?!" Zhenhai turned his head weakly and looked at the opposite side in surprise. Even the Toad Taoist and the Monk Fajing who were standing not far from the old monk Zhenkong showed surprised expressions.
On the rubble, the toad hugged its webbed feet, and the tip of its webbed feet touched the arm, glancing over suspiciously.
"My father-in-law... Bah, is this old monk in league with this so-called master?"
While thinking about it, Zhenkong walked forward with his seal upright, raised his head and looked at the figure on the tree cage.
"He... is actually destroying the demon star and has been waiting for this opportunity."