Volume 12 Chapter 8 Sweeping Qingxu (Part 1)

Three, early morning, heavy rain.

Longfeng Mountain - the location of Yinsha School.

Chu Du's green clothes fluttered and stood on the top of Longshan Mountain. On the opposite side of Fengshan Mountain, Liu Yong, the head of the Yinsha School, stood. The two mountains have many holes, different sizes. Each has a silver waterfall that rushed out from Longshan, Fengshan's wrinkles, passed through countless holes, and roared down like a snow dragon.

A narrow iron cable suspension bridge is about seven meters long, shaking in the wind and rain, connecting Longshan and Fengshan. Under the suspension bridge is a hundred meters high, with the turbulent waves rolling, the vast white area, and the roaring waterfall, and the Wuwhistle and the wind of the Wushen Mountain merges into a earth-shaking loud noise.

The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the rain was bright. Chu Du and Liu Yong remained motionless, like a stone sculpture, with his eyes tightly locked. The rapid raindrops hit them and bounced outwards, leaving his clothes not wet at all.

Tuobafeng and I were in a stone pavilion on Longshan, watching the decisive battle between the two sides from afar. Nearly a thousand disciples of the Yinsha Sect were surrounded by Fengshan, thirty feet away from Liu Yong, holding oil cloth umbrellas in their hands, looking out from afar. From afar, they looked like pieces of autumn floating in the gray mist.

"The Demon Lord is joking. His head is broken, but his ambition is unyielding." In the heavy rain, Liu Yong's thin figure was as stable as a rock, and his delicate face was full of unshakable firmness.

"You can break your head, but you will not bend your will!" Under the oil cloth umbrellas from afar, the deafening shouts of the disciples of the Yinsha School broke out, like a thunderclap on the ground. The passionate and surging waves of blood rolled up, covering up the storm.

"Did you hear it?" Tuobafeng smashed the pavilion with a punch, and roared loudly: "He has a broken head and will never bend. This is my great man in Qingxutian! This is Qingxutian's only answer to Moshatian!"

I nodded vigorously, and the blood in my chest suddenly boiled.

"Don't worry, even if Liu Yongluo is defeated and died, the disciples in the sect will not intervene." Liu Yong's voice was very soft, with a wonderful rhythm, and it merged into a magnificent sound of heaven with the sound of wind, rain, waterfall, waves.

"The sound of nature!" Tuobafeng looked surprised: "I didn't expect that Liu Yong's magic power has improved to this level."

"So you have refined the sound of heaven. Since the founding of the Yinsha School, you have been the first person." Chu Du laughed at the sky and said, "Chu will give you a chance and show your strengths!"

With his right foot stepped out, Chu Du stood on the shaking iron chain.

Liu Yong slowly closed his eyes, his lips squirmed, and his hands shaking violently. The sound of wind and rain suddenly became loud, ten times louder than before! It was like a shocking thunderbolt, rumbling and explosion. One more violent, one more violent, and the two peaks of the dragon and phoenix seemed to tremble in the huge roar.

This is the roar of heaven and earth!

"Okay, take the power of the sky!" The suspension bridge swung wildly, and Chu Du took the second step calmly.

Suddenly, the loud thunderous sound seemed to turn into sharp lightning, tearing open the world. If the sound of the ground was a hammer just now, the sound now was an unstoppable sword and gun! The earth was shaking, the rocks shattered and splashed, and the "puff" rolled, and the pine and cypresses were uprooted and broken, "crack" broke. The thick stone piers that tied the two ends of the iron chain kept shaking, "sizzling, sizzling,

Slits one by one.

Chu Du suddenly took the third step, shrank into an inch, and stood in the middle of the suspension bridge. It was like a hunched raindrop, rising and falling with the iron chain.

"Crash", the vast rain curtain was lifted up by the whole area, covering Chu Du. Billions of raindrops seemed to be roaring wildly, and the torrent under the suspension bridge rolled up the storm of the hundred-foot peaks. It was like a huge monster jumping out and pounced towards Chu Du.

In an instant, Chu Du was flooded by the vast white waves. In just a short breath, his figure appeared again. The "Ga Beng" iron chain broke from it and hanged down. Chu Du crossed the air, as if walking on the ground, and took the fourth step steadily in the air.

The wind was howling, and the waterfall rushed, like two roaring silver dragons, about to fly into the sky, stirring the clouds and pounding the rain. As the willows kept reciting, the caves of the dragon and phoenix mountains ringed together, swallowing and gathering, like thousands of big bells ringing at the same time, rumbling and rumbling. In an instant, the waterfall splashed, turning into countless long silver snakes, hissing, and the whole mountain surged. The waves rolled under the suspension bridge. Whirlpools rolled up, and a series of thick water columns like pythons rushed up. Facing the waterfall, silver snakes.

At this moment, the sound of wind, rain, waves, waterfalls, and the sound of heaven and earth became the sound of no distinction between the earth.

"Liu Yong's natural sound is not perfect." He reached out and then the eaves flowed down the white water column. I suddenly said: "There are still subtle gaps between the wind, rain, waves, and waterfalls, which cannot be completely integrated."

"It's really not the time to ignite the fire." Tuobafeng sighed: "But it's hard for him to practice the second-rate secret Taoist technique of Yinsha School to this level."

"Does Brother Liu stop here?" Chu Duchang smiled continuously and took the fifth step. His laughter was like a soft blade, cleverly inserted from the gap, splitting the sound of wind, rain, waterfall, waves, and turning into a messy sound.

Liu Yong sat quietly with his eyes closed, his trumpet-shaped palms suddenly closed, and a gentle and gentle chant came out. Suddenly, the sound of wind, rain, waterfalls, waves were like beads, connected together. There was no longer deafening and violent, no longer invincible violent, and no longer the sound of invincible rage. All the sounds became full of radiance, soft and pleasant, like countless gold, jade, silk and bamboo instruments, playing graceful and lively sounds.

"It's just like a little bit." Chu Du said inadvertently, his body shook slightly, and he took another step. At this time, he was less than one meter away from Liu Yong.

Tuobafeng said in a deep voice, "Liu Yong is going to be defeated."

I agree: "The rain wet his clothes, which shows that there is no remaining energy left."

"That's right." Tuobafeng showed an admiration on his face: "The little brother has excellent qualifications and amazing potential. He may become an opponent to match Chu Du in the future."

I smiled bitterly: "I hope I can live that long."

Tuobafeng's eyes flashed: "You are smart and jumpy, unruly, but you are determined and optimistic, and very similar to my youthful personality. So as long as you are dedicated to survival, you will definitely survive."

"Where are you, uncle? Will you survive in the battle next year?"

"I am no longer just me, I represent the second place in Qingxutian. And you are different. You only have to carry your own hope." Tuobafeng looked at me thoughtfully.

The world suddenly became silent.

Liu Yong suddenly opened his eyes, his face was pale, and his trumpet hands suddenly closed. The wind seemed to stop, the rain seemed to be quiet, the waterfall seemed to be frozen, and the waves seemed to be frozen.

All the sounds seemed to have disappeared, and Longfeng Mountain fell into a dead silence.

Chu Du's left foot stopped in the air and was about to fall. He was only one step away from step, and he could step on Fengshan. However, this step seemed to be stopped, and it seemed difficult to take it all at once.

Suddenly, Chu Du's cheers broke the silence: "What a silence is better than sound!" The wind and rain were surging. Chu Du's left foot slowly drew a circle in the air, fell down, and finally stepped onto the Fengshan cliff, took the seventh step, and punched Liu Yong's chest.

The fist is as fast as lightning, but it is so slow that people can clearly see the flow trajectory. It is the secret method of time difference learned from the essence of heaven. This punch does not seem to be just learned, as if it has been tempered and practiced for thousands of years.

The fist fell on Liu Yong's chest, and the creaking sound of bones shattering made his teeth sour.

Liu Yong's expression remained unchanged, staring at Chu Du calmly, his thin body remained motionless.

"You can break your head and your will will not bend." Liu Yong whispered in a low voice, slowly tilting his chest exploded. The broken internal organs spewed out blood.

The wind and rain were as dark as the disciples of the Yinsha School stood stiffly, and a pair of umbrellas slid from their hands, and were blown around by the strong wind, like flowers in the mud.

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!" Chu Du laughed wildly at the sky. His figure, like a demon god, slashed the invincible blade, splitting away the wind and rain.

October 19th. At noon, it is yin.

Baiguiyan Cave - the location of the Supernatural Powers Sect.

"Tick, tick, cold water droplets dripped from the top of the cave, splashed on the stalactites, like a little bit of glimmering in the darkness.

In the deep cave, there are dampness and cold weather, strange rocks and peaks, like fangs, sword forests and jishan Mountains. They are undulating and uneven. On the top wall are stalactites of different sizes, sharp and ferocious, some are densely lined up and down, and some are sparse and intertwined. The ground is as rugged and abrupt, with strange stalactites rising from the tip, facing the stalactites on the top wall, some are staggered, and some are tightly opposite. When you are in the cave, you are like standing in the giant mouth of a monster.

In front of a stalactite that looked like a vulture spreading its wings. Chu Du stood quietly with his hands behind his back, his eyes as bright as a star. He stared at Yan Luo, the leader of the Divine Power Sect, who was ten feet away. The rugged stone wings spread behind Chu Du, adding to his domineering spirit.

"Chu Du, don't worry, except for the four of us, there is no fifth person in the Baigui Rock Cave. No mechanism was set up to ambush. All the disciples have been sent out of the cave by me." Yan Luo stood in the shadow of a stone pillar and said coldly. His face was stiff and his expression was cold. His short hedgehog-like roots were raised, and his slippery black leather jacket was tightly attached to his skinny body.

Chu Du smiled wildly: "I naturally trust Brother Yan. This is Lin Fei, not my subordinate. You should be very familiar with this brother Tuoba."

Yan Luo looked at Tuobafeng, and a hint of warmth appeared on his cold face: "After I die, you should know where to bury me."

Tuobafeng's mouth twitched slightly, he turned his eyes widened and looked at the sharp stone teeth under his feet: "Well, I will bury you and Juan'er together."

"Juan'er has been dead for eighteen years, three months and twenty-one days. She must be very lonely in Huangquantian alone." Yan Luo grinned: "I'm very happy to be with her. This time I beat you again."

Tuobafeng's voice trembled slightly: "Yes, Juan'er just likes you during his lifetime. Damn, I'm more handsome than you and more powerful in magic, but Juan'er still likes you. Damn, I really want to beat you up again."

"But Juan'er gave you the Dunhuang silk that is loved as life. You are so reluctant to refuse Juan'er because you are caring for our lives. Do you think I don't know?"

"Damn it, what nonsense!" Tuobafeng hissed, his fingers embedded deep into the hole wall.

"Although I know, I still can't let go of Juan'er.

.:.

I know. I don't want to owe anyone else."

"After so many years, I really want to say sorry, but I always don't have the courage. Now I'm saying it out, it's great.

"Damn it, brother, I can't continue to talk about this bird's words anymore.

Yan Luo looked at Tuobafeng deeply and finally looked away. "Don't be sad." He slowly said, returning to his frozen face.

"Chu Du, come on!" Yan Luo said coldly, his figure flashed, like a snake sliding across the stalactite pillar, wandering around the cave.

Chu Du suddenly flew up, and in an instant, two figures flew around the group of stones like whirlwinds. The cave was densely packed and the space was narrow, but the two of them didn't even hit a single stone. It seemed as if gliding against the rock.

"Yan Luo is your friend?" I looked at Tuobafeng, whose breathing was getting thicker.

Tuobafeng lowered his head and said awkwardly: "He is my best friend and the most familiar brother. From childhood to adulthood, we ate good things together, used them together, and peeked at women taking a bath together. Even our spell experiences were secretly exchanged with our backs."

I thought to myself. You even gave up the woman you like, of course it was a life-long friendship.

"But now, I can only watch him die." Tuobafeng's big hands kept shaking, and his broad shoulders shrank: "I can't take action, I can't take action when I see my brother die, but I can't take action! Damn it. How damn it."

My heart moved: "If we work together?"

"We are different from you. What's more," Tuobafeng's eyes twitched. His voice gradually calmed down: "If Chu Du wanted to escape, no one could stop him. By then, there would be more people who died than they are now. Those people also had brothers who had lived and loved women."

I sighed, but I am free and happy without any worries. How many people in the world can choose with their own hearts?

"Peng", a large stalactite exploded among Yan Luo and Chu Du. The gravel splashed. Yan Luo let out a muffled groan and flashed into the depths of the cave. Chu Du kept chasing him, and we followed him.

The deeper the cave is, the more gloomy. Countless strange peaks and rocks stand in the shadow of the black bead, like the terrifying ghost yakshas, ​​flying and pounceing, making them even more dangerous and terrifying.

Yan Luo suddenly danced with his hands and made a shrill cry. In an instant, his people seemed to have turned into hideous strange rocks. Or in other words, all the strange rocks in the cave turned into Yan Luo. There were black shadows. Countless evil spirits howled and rushed towards Chu Du.

"Okay! The secret Taoist technique of magic is indeed unique." Chu Du praising him, standing quietly, his fingers stretching gracefully like flowers, and he used the secret Taoist technique of butterfly love flowers to meet the opponent's stormy attack.

Tuobafeng held the stone pillar in his hand and suddenly turned around and asked, "Lin Fei, if you were me, would you take action?"

I was stunned and said, "Yes! Of course, it's true! Hi, how many people died in Qingxutian have to do with me. The sect's reputation is nothing more than nothing!"

Tuobafeng stared at me in a flash: "You and I were really similar when I was young. Unfortunately, I am no longer you." After a moment of silence, my lips squirmed, and a powerful voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "The secret Taoist techniques of the Divine Power Cult are divided into five types: reporting, cultivating, ghost, demonic power, and according to the main points are to use environmental scenery and change magical powers. From a lifetime of ten thousand, from death to life, from virtual to reality.

I was stunned and looked at him in confusion. Tuobafeng looked fierce: "Don't you remember it?"

Only then did I realize that Tuobafeng wanted to teach me the secret magic of magical powers and Taoism. He immediately kept his breath and did not dare to miss a word.

With a long roar, Chu Du floated up, and the flying sleeves of the flowing clouds passed through the numerous ghosts and hit them continuously. "Bang", the thousands of evil ghosts, Yama and the staggering figures ran out of the figures, the nostrils were bleeding, the left shoulder was covered in blood, and the white shoulder blades were exposed.

Chu Du smiled slightly and stopped and said, "If you have any other means, you don't have to hide it."

Yan Luo's body suddenly turned into black smoke, spreading deeply, covering the cave. Chu Du stood still and used Xuan Ji's secret Taoist technique. The thick smoke danced around Chu Du like a whirlpool, making it difficult to get close to him.
To be continued...