For the first time, Huahu felt unfamiliar with Mr. Yehu. Mr. Yehu, who had taught him for eight years and taught them to read seriously with a stick in his hand, became a bit mysterious.
"It's a pity that Mr. Yehu is dead..." Huahu said sadly.
After being reminded by Mr. Lingyue, he immediately discovered the mystery of the phrase 'the spiritual melting pot of the craftsman'. Mr. Yehu had explained this phrase before, and the meaning of the words was profound, but Huahu had never thought about it in terms of sacrifice and refining.
He immediately tried to use his own spiritual nature to stimulate his qi and blood and refine the words. Suddenly, he felt that his qi and blood were connected to the Suzaku Panlong Mirror, and their minds were connected.
And in his spiritual world, a dancing Vermilion Bird immediately appeared, and a tiny fire dragon coiled on the Vermilion Bird's back, coexisting with the Vermilion Bird, which was very strange.
This is the form of the spiritual weapon Suzaku Panlong Mirror in the spiritual world!
Huahu tried to use his magic power to activate the Suzaku Panlong Mirror. With a swish, the two burning wings behind him opened up and flew up at an extremely fast speed, catching him off guard.
Bang!
The flower fox hit the cliff, felt dizzy and fell backwards on its back into the abyss.
There was a flash of fire in the abyss, and he flapped his wings again and flew up into the abyss!
It would take at least three to five days to perfect the magic weapon after getting it, but with the guidance of Mr. Lingyue, he was able to practice it as he wished and activate the Suzaku Panlong Mirror with ease!
Huahu was surprised and delighted, but he also had more and more doubts: "Since Mr. Yehu and Mr. Lingyue are from the same school, then Mr. Yehu's ability must be very high, not worse than Mr. Lingyue. Why did he die that day..."
On the day when Huqiu Village was massacred, Su Yun was not present, but Huahu was there, and luckily he managed to escape with Li Xiaofan and others.
He had a very clear memory of what happened that day, but the more he got to know Mr. Yehu, the more he felt that something was wrong about what happened that day.
At the same time as he flapped his wings and flew towards the shore of the abyss, Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng were also hit by a group of spiritual weapons and rolled over. They flew out of the red gate and were about to be sucked into the vortex of the spiritual weapons!
The two were still alive, and they used the force to fight against the spiritual weapon frenzy, trying to escape from this torrent.
“If I were to be sucked into the vortex of spiritual weapons, I would be doomed and would surely die there!”
This thought came to Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng's mind at the same time. Su Yun didn't think twice and a magic rope flew out from his sleeve, taking him out of this dangerous place.
You cannot sacrifice the Divine Rope in the Dragon's Nest, but you can sacrifice this treasure outside.
At the moment when Su Yun took off into the air, a golden rope flew out from Lin Qingsheng's sleeve. Lin Qingsheng grabbed the golden rope and took off into the air almost at the same time as Su Yun, avoiding the torrent of spiritual weapons below!
The two men were climbing on the rope and discovered each other at the same time. Lin Qingsheng started to play the piano without hesitation. The piano sound was like an invisible knife, slashing again and again!
Su Yun kicked with both feet continuously, and a series of Bifang fire wings flew out and slashed towards Lin Qingsheng's magic rope.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
A series of noises were heard, and the magical rope that Lin Qingsheng was holding on to was cut off. The rope was ignited by Bifang and immediately fell into the whirlpool!
He looked up and saw that Su Yun's magic rope was intact, not even shaking.
"Isn't his Immortal Rope a spiritual weapon?"
Lin Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, then he activated his magical powers, and as the sound of the piano rang out, he took a big step forward.
In the air, the sound of the piano formed an invisible blade, and Lin Qingsheng's footsteps landed perfectly on the blade, lifting his body up.
He moved his feet, the sound of the piano continued, and he walked in the air as if it were flat ground, and did not fall down.
This kind of powerful ability to control magical powers is far superior to that of Confucian scholars like Tong Xuan!
boom!
Another bolt of lightning struck the center of the vortex, and spiritual weapons were activated, rising up and flying into the thundercloud, merging with the large cauldron in the cloud.
The four-legged square tripod in the thundercloud became more and more real. Even the many scholars on the edge of the abyss could see the shadow of the big tripod in the thundercloud with the help of lightning.
This scene is indescribably weird.
Su Yun held the immortal rope and shook it lightly, and the immortal rope was spread out in a straight line. His body fell on the immortal rope. He caught a glimpse of the four-legged square tripod in the thundercloud out of the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled slightly.
"Could it be that the spiritual weapon refined by the Lin family's ancestor is going to be resurrected by the thunder tribulation?"
Thunder tribulation is the vitality of heaven and earth. It is both a test and a great opportunity. Su Yun has personally experienced the whole village eating to survive the tribulation, and he has a deep understanding of this.
"This thunderstorm is equivalent to the heaven and earth vitality of the Lin family's spiritual weapons. The Lin family's spiritual weapons are disintegrated, but if we follow the vitality of the cauldron in the thundercloud and gather all the spiritual weapons together, with the help of the thundercloud's calamity, this treasure can probably repair itself! But..."
Su Yun's eyes fell on Lin Qingsheng who was wandering outside the Immortal Rope, and he thought, "I'm afraid a lot of people are going to die, right?"
Lin Qingsheng was surrounded by the sound of piano, still looking for the opportunity to attack.
"Lin Qingsheng, didn't you say that a mature and superior person would not have any feuds in his eyes? There is no personal grudge between you and me. I killed your brother just for official business. Why don't you be a mature and superior person?"
Su Yun took a step forward, approached him on the Immortal Rope, and said slowly: "So when the dead are not your relatives or friends, and you are the perpetrator, you can say such things. But when your relatives or friends are the dead and you are the victim, your hypocritical side is exposed."
Lin Qingsheng's eyes were cold and he said nothing.
"You've been struggling in the city, learning how to behave like the upper class, hiding your true thoughts everywhere, and you've told some lies so many times that even you believe them."
Su Yun showed a sarcastic look: "But I am a countryman, and country people believe in revenge and repaying kindness. The rules of you city people are just rules to restrain you, and they are nothing to me. Lin Qingsheng, I can achieve unity of knowledge and action, but you can't! This is where I am better than you!"
boom!
Along with his words, bolts of lightning poured down and hit the center of the vortex!
One after another spiritual weapons rose up from beside Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng and flew towards the phantom of the huge cauldron in the clouds!
Lin Qingsheng's eyes twitched. It was extremely dangerous to stand here. He might be hit by lightning at any time.
Moreover, spiritual weapons are still flying out of the dragon's nest. This is the seventh wave of spiritual weapon frenzy. The big cauldron refined by the Lin family should be almost completely disintegrated.
This underground space is probably not far from collapse!
He suddenly turned around and left, saying coldly: "Su Yun, two months later, we will fight to the death in front of the Shuofang Academy!"
"Are you scared?" Su Yun's voice came from behind him.
Lin Qingsheng turned a deaf ear and quickened his pace.
Suddenly, Su Yun stepped on the immortal rope and kept pace with him, saying calmly: "It took me three days to cultivate to this level, and my magic power is on par with yours. In ten days, I can beat you to death. But I have to wait for these two months, because I promised my fellow villagers that I would beat you to death in front of them."
Lin Qingsheng resisted the urge to fight him to the death, and quickly came to the shore of the abyss, shouting loudly: "All Lin family members, listen to my order, follow me and leave this place!"
Su Yun also landed on the ground and shouted loudly: "This place is about to collapse, why don't you leave? Do you want to be a sacrifice?"
Hundreds of scholars on the shore hesitated. At this moment, there was a banging sound coming from the underground mountain, like a tsunami coming from the bottom of the sea. The sound made people's scalps numb and their whole bodies tremble!
"There's really going to be a landslide!" someone shouted.
Suddenly, there was a loud laugh from the abyss below the whirlpool. Mr. Lingyue's voice came from the abyss: "Suyi, I will write a poem for you, please listen. "Ode to the Bellyband": Two brocade flowers, skin as white as clouds."
Mr. Lingyue was surrounded by black smoke, rising slowly from the abyss, holding a bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks in his hand. His face was bruised and swollen, but he was very proud. He chanted in a long voice: "I don't know who is playing with the fragrant buds in the spring tent? This poem is for you, Su Yi, and I will take your bellyband!"
From the abyss came the angry and shameful shouts of Lin Suyi, the second in command of the Lin family. Suddenly, a high mountain rose from the bottom of the abyss, with a waterfall and flying snow. The beautiful woman Lin Suyi floated in front of the waterfall, her clothes in disarray, her hands on her chest, and kicking forward with her feet.
I saw the huge waterfall flying up, and bright water lines were connected to the cliffs in all directions like a spider web. The beautiful woman Lin Suyi stood on the water lines, and her feet moved, and the sound of the piano that shook the earth rang out!
Just now, the sound of the underground mountain collapsing made people's scalps numb and their whole bodies tremble, and the sound of the water piano was even more fierce, causing those scholars with lower cultivation to vomit blood!
The music played by the beautiful woman Lin Suyi was not aimed at those scholars. Mr. Lingyue was the first to bear the brunt. Countless attacks hit Mr. Lingyue almost at the same time, dispersing the billowing black smoke around him!
The sound of the piano was murderous and clanging, revealing the murderous aura. Mr. Lingyue was beaten and rolled all the way up, and with a loud bang, he crashed into the huge vortex formed by the spiritual weapon.
There was another loud bang, the dragon's nest collapsed, and then the mountain underground began to collapse.
Su Yun, Hua Hu and Chi Xiaoyao each took charge of a little fox and ran out wildly.
I heard Mr. Lingyue's loud laughter from behind: "Hahaha! There are three thousand sects of the saints, and I have a million soldiers in my heart! Wave after wave!"
Su Yun looked back and saw that Mr. Lingyue's writings suddenly turned into countless black-armored gods, who grabbed all the spiritual weapons in the vortex in their hands. Their array was neat and orderly, and they were filled with murderous aura, and they actually dispersed the thunderclouds above!
The four-legged cauldron formed by the vital energy of heaven and earth in the thunderclouds suddenly collapsed and ceased to exist!
Lin Suyi was furious, the sound of the piano was extremely intense, and she used all her strength to activate her spiritual supernatural powers!
Huahu also looked back and saw Mr. Lingyue's Confucian magical powers from afar. He suddenly said, "Xiaoyun, I want to study under Mr. Lingyue in the Confucian Academy."
Chi Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Hua, if you become Mr. Lingyue's disciple, you may be implicated by him and may be struck to death by lightning at any time!"
Su Yun also looked at Hua Hu in confusion, but Hua Hu's eyes were determined.
Rocks fell from the ground and everyone rushed out. Su Yun suddenly activated his blood and energy, and the yellow bell appeared. Thirty-six white apes jumped out from his yellow bell, picked up some injured scholars, leaped like flying, and rushed out with these injured people.
"Mr. Lingyue is indeed a man of great ability."
Su Yun multitasked, controlling the blood and qi of the white ape to save people, and said: "Since the second brother intends to become his disciple, he must have thought it over carefully. I will not dissuade you."
Huahu smiled and said, "You may not understand now, but you will understand me in the future."
He also activated his martial arts and transformed into dragons of blood and energy to rescue people. Chi Xiaoyao also used his magical powers to help the injured scholars escape from the underground.
They climbed all the way up and finally broke out of the huge crack before the underground collapse caught up with them.
Everyone rushed out of the Thunder Valley. The ground behind them kept falling into the abyss. Large pieces of rocks fell into the ground. It was extremely scary!
When the scholars rushed out of the Thunder Valley, they heard a loud cracking sound. Everyone looked back and saw that most of the mountains in the Thunder Valley had suddenly collapsed!
"Is Mr. Lingyue dead?"
Suddenly, the crowd cheered: "That evil star wanted to defeat us, but we defeated him!"
At this moment, the collapsed area exploded with a loud bang, rocks flew everywhere, and countless spiritual weapons rushed out like fountains, falling in all directions!
Those spiritual weapons fell to the ground and turned into strange beasts and exotic objects, including cattle, horses, pigs, sheep, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers, plants and trees.
Some of these strange beasts and creatures burrowed underground, some flew into the sky wobblingly, and some hid in the mountains and forests, making the scholars dazzled.
At this time, someone came to his senses and shouted, "Spirit weapon... an ownerless spiritual weapon!"
The scholars chased after the spiritual weapons that were running around. Chi Xiaoyao had never seen such a scene before, so he quickly led Qingqiu Yue and others to excitedly capture these spiritual weapons.
In the huge deep pit in the collapsed area, Mr. Lingyue climbed out covered in dust and dirt, sat on a rock and gasped for breath, looking from afar at those scholars who were trying to subdue the spiritual weapons, revealing a tired smile.
Huahu looked up and looked at Su Yun.
Su Yun nodded and smiled, "Second brother, you are pure and untainted by mud, and you are pure and untainted by water. Will your Confucianism become a cloud of black smoke?"
Huahu walked towards Mr. Lingyue, turned around and waved at him, smiling brightly: "Absolutely not!"
Su Yun looked from afar and saw Huahu coming to Mr. Lingyue.
After a while, words appeared around the flower fox, and gradually black smoke poured out from his spiritual world.
Zhaizhu: Thank you all for the monthly ticket red envelopes yesterday. I finally reached the achievement of 5,000 monthly tickets at the last minute. I was typing when Yemao called me to tell me the news. I was stunned after hearing it. Thank you.