The Avalon of Five Elements Chapter 278: The Cold Palace Boy
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The solemn and majestic palace.
The expressionless Divine Guard on both sides of the gate of Su Li Palace is like a sculpture. Under the tall palace gate, Divine Guard is as small as dust. At a glance through the gate of the vermilion palace opened through the hole, the gates of the palaces can't be seen at the end.
The empty palace has no patrol guards and no maidservants.
As far as the eye can see, the ground is polished and smooth to reflect the shadow of black gold stone slab, under the sunlight, the golden light dots, dyed a layer of luxury. The neatly arranged stone carvings on both sides of the road are ancient and simple. The stone carvings are lifelike, talking about a hundred ghosts walking at night, or gruesome, or vicious, or cold, or deceitful.
The whole palace is extremely quiet, without any sound, but with unspeakable pressure, deep and unpredictable.
Even the blood beast at the head of the wall fell down honestly, not daring to say anything.
In the depths of the empty and cold palace, under the soaring dome, a teenager with long hair and a shawl sat quietly on the high platform. The dense blood-colored patterns gathered from the periphery of the main hall to the high platform in the center of the hall.
The boy looked very weak, his eyes closed, his face pale. The most striking is his long waist-length hair, with a snowy white tip.
He is the famous "Blood Country Sick Tiger" Bei Shuisheng.
The incense burned in the temple was extremely quiet.
The boy slowly opened his eyes, his black eyes, and his unspeakable peace and depth.
Blurry, a group of black shadows flew into the temple, and it was a goshawk. Cang Ying's eyes were deep red, and Shen Jun was abnormal. He landed on the long case in the hall and spit out a red blood cell. .
The teenager pulled his lips helplessly, his face pale, and he looked unusually weak. He left his seat and walked to the front of the case, his loose black robe dragging on the ground, spotless.
"No Message Tree, just don't take advantage of it."
The boy said to himself.
Blood of God has been trying to make Message Tree, and it has not been successful so far.
There is a huge difference between blood spiritual power and elemental force, and Message Tree cannot be used. It was also suggested to use elemental cultivator captives to use Message Tree before, but later considered confidentiality. This proposal was rejected. Blood of God now generally uses Blood Birds to deliver letters, which is quite original compared to Five Way Heaven's Message Tree.
Compared with Five Way Heaven, which has been developed for more than a thousand years, the foundation of Blood of God is still weak. Although in combat. It is no worse than Five Way Heaven, but in other respects, the gap is quite huge.
Bei Shuisheng has ordered an increase in manpower, but so far, progress has been slow. He also knew that it was useless to be anxious. It took Five Way Heaven how many years to create the Message Tree, and after hundreds of years of improvement, only the current Message Tree.
If there is anything Five Way Heaven can compare with cultivation world, then Message Tree must be one of them.
Blood of God even tried the paper crane of Cultivation Era, but compared with Message Tree, the speed of message transmission is still a bit worse. The progress of Divine Country Message Tree is slow, although the paper crane is not yet perfect, but it has already taken shape, blood spiritual power is also spiritual power. There are no obstacles to urging the paper crane, and it troubles the material.
But for now, Blood Birds is more reliable and safer.
Bei Shuisheng's slender and pale fingertips touched the blood cells, and the blood cells turned into a beam of blood, which submerged him within the body.
Bei Shuisheng closes his eyes, realizes carefully, opens his eyes in half-sound, and laughs lightly: "Small Five Way Heaven? It's also because they came up with it. But it's a good idea, a little interesting."
He started to write at his desk. After a while, he wrote off the paper. The goshawk flew in front of him, swallowed the folded paper, and flew away.
Goshawk is like a signal. Blood Birds keeps flying in, and various things pile on the long case in front of him.
He stretched out and started working. His speed is very fast, and the instructions are very few, and the flow is like a cloud.
About two hours. He stopped, rubbing his head and his face was tired. After a while, he stood up, walked down from the high platform, and moved his limbs.
Today's work is complete, you can be in a daze.
sunlight is projected from the hall gate, and behind the hall gate, a bright and dark boundary is drawn.
Bei Shuisheng stopped in the shadow behind the line and sat down, staring blankly with his chin. This is his favorite pastime. Every day he spends only two hours dealing with affairs. Other times, he just looks out of the palace.
All the palace gates were opened by his order so that he could see outside the palace.
A gate of Dao Palace extends, a long ebony stone corridor, with invisible stone carvings, the outermost gate, which is only the size of sesame in his in the eyes.
The world outside the palace is only the size of sesame seeds.
The juvenile is holding his chin, and he looks unusually fascinating. Sometimes the corners of his mouth will be curved, like a happy thought, with a little yearning.
The dome behind him is empty and cold.
Ning City, Sword Cultivating Training Hall.
Fu Yonghao is full of disapproval. What is the meaning of two children fighting? He was bored for an extra minute here.
After three years of war, many things are different from before. The cruel war is like a mountain, pressed on everyone's heart. Under the pressure, the rhythm naturally becomes much faster. Both practice and life are quite different from those of the past.
In the past, an Outer Element Realm elemental cultivator has been able to be a good player. And now, Outer Element Realm's elemental cultivator is more than ten times more than three years ago? Everyone is desperately looking for practice, desperately looking for ways to speed up practice, blood crystal, elemental food, etc., all the means that can be used are counted by countless people.
In the chaos, strength is the only way to survive, and people who cannot keep up will be eliminated.
Elimination is death.
But the elder sister didn't say anything, and Fu Yonghao in the heart couldn't be more impatient and didn't dare to make trouble. For his big sister, he is awe and awe.
The confrontation is over and the final result is a draw. After the elemental force of Su Qingye and Zhou Wen is exhausted, physical strength is also exhausted. For such a result, both of them were unacceptable. They sat in the sandpit, and the two glared.
After the tie was announced, Loulan's's eyes fell on this group of people: "Hello everyone, this is Sword Cultivating Training Hall. Is there anything you guys have?"
Elder Fu Renxuan said: "Is Mr. Wang Han here? We heard that Mr. Wang Han has Training Hall and came here to visit."
"I'm sorry, he is taking a break and can't see guests." Loulan's's tone is full of apologies.
The Fu Yonghao, who had been bored for a long time, heard this sentence and was immediately angry: "What does the surname Wang mean? Send a Sand golem ..."
"Shut up!" the woman suddenly shouted suddenly.
Fu Yonghao's head shrank, and he said nothing, but his face was still very unconvincing.
The woman yelled at Loulan: "I am really sorry, my brother is recklessly rude."
"It doesn't matter." Loulan shook his head: "But the host can't see you, please come again next time."
"Since this is the case, we will visit again next time."
The woman was very polite and immediately took a group of people away.
As soon as the Training Hall gate is exited, Fu Yonghao ca n’t help but whisper: "Sister, do you need it like this? A broken Training Hall ..."
The woman ’s face is a bit ugly: "Third brother, if you do n’t change your character, if you go on like this, you will definitely get into trouble!"
"It's this one again." Fu Yonghao muttered, disapproving on his face.
The older sister turned to Fu Renxuan: "Second brother, what do you think?"
Fu Renxuan is a stable person and ponders for a moment: "Although the two students are still weak, sword art is quite superb."
The elder sister in the eyes flashed a trace of disappointment. Although his second brother was steady, his ability was mediocre, and it was difficult to support a large family business. The third brother is impetuous and hard to accomplish without undergoing tempering.
Unfortunately, I am a daughter.
"Two people are earth elementalist and one is metal elementalist. earth elementalist does not have Sand golem, but can use the sand in the bunker to excite sword move. metal elementalist uses a soft sword, but if you look closely, the metal elementalist soft sword is wide open Big close, obviously the method of the epee. Obviously the soft sword, but the sword style is heavy. "
Everyone listened to the analysis of the elder sister, and the disapproval on her face disappeared.
"Whether it is sand sword or soft sword, sword aura is very clear. But have you noticed that their elemental force fluctuates very little, almost no. And you have not found that with their elemental force, the time of confrontation is also unavoidable Too long? "
Fu Renxuan's face became dignified: "Sister said so, indeed it is."
Fu Yonghao refused to accept the airway: "Two little fart kids, is this enough for the elder sister?"
The elder sister said lightly: "elemental force has very little fluctuations and a long confrontation time, indicating that they are very efficient in using elemental force's. Who will pay attention to the efficiency of using elemental force's? Only those who are experienced in combat. One can imagine that their Master Wang Han is bound to be a sword art superb, experienced and experienced generation. Good at fishing treasure, sword art superb, experienced in actual combat, but dormant in the remote Ning City, this person is not easy. "
"Big sister is right." Fu Renxuan agrees: "The name of Wang Han has never been heard before."
The elder sister suddenly said: "Third brother, your practice is also sword art."
Fu Yonghao was a little puzzled, and he was eager to try: "Huh? Does Sister want me to try his weight?"
"No." The elder sister shook her head: "You will bring enough gifts tomorrow, prepare your tuition, and go to Sword Cultivating Training Hall to learn the sword."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.
Fu Yonghao could hardly believe his ears and stuttered: "I, I go to Sword Cultivating Training Hall ..."
"Yes." The eldest sister nodded, but the tone was undoubted: "This person is sword art superb, you must study hard."
Fu Yonghao is in a hurry: "Sister ..."
"That's all for now."
The eldest sister did not reply.
Sword Cultivating Training Hall, Ai Hui wake up from a deep sleep.
His face was not so good, he stood up, walked to the mirror, and pulled away his clothes.
Blood Plum Flower on the chest becomes hot and more delicate.
"Ai Hui, it's changing." Loulan stood at the door, his eyes flashing, his tone worried, and he handed over a leaf: "Message Tree new news."
Ai Hui buttoned his clothes, took the leaves, and his narrowed eyes flashed a dangerous light.
He took Dragon Spine Sword and strode to cloud wings.
"Loulan, I am going out."
"Okay, Ai Hui." (~ ^ ~)