I will Bury the Gods Chapter 55: : Yunhai Xianlou

Witch family.

The torrential rain fell endlessly, and the overflowing rainwater flooded the streets.

When Ji Luoyang walked out of the secret passage of the ancient well, the water outside had already reached his calves. He looked back at the word 'Guardian' on the ancient well, and shook his head slightly.

He has seen it all, and although the ending is regrettable, he has never been so happy.

White lines were drawn across the water in the street. The water was cut apart like paper, and then quickly closed again. This power came from the sky, from the spiritual pressure of that evil spirit.

The spiritual pressure is much weaker than before.

On the roof of the main hall of the Wu Family, the fairy in the white skirt stood with her sword in her hand, like ice condensed on the kiss of an owl. She stared at the evil spirit from a distance, holding a sword in one hand, and standing in front of her with the other finger in front of her, the cold beauty's fingertips were condensed with fire-like awns.

Ji Luoyang looked at her, and couldn't help thinking of Mu Shijing. They were all like the moon drawn out of the fireworks in the world, aloof and despised everything in the world.

He envied this kind of demeanor, but at the same time he hated it.

He thought of Fenglin outside the Buddhist gate, that was the turning point of his life.

Maybe now too...

Ji Luoyang thought lightly. He turned his back and walked quietly towards the outside of the Wu family. The gods were protecting him in the dark. He believed that the gods would guide him through this filthy land, to Going to his mansion or temple, he is like a pilgrim, and the faith in his heart can help him break through all sufferings.

As for that stupid Miss San...

The order to serve God can only take effect in person. If she orders him not to leave, he can only be at her disposal. He left her side on the grounds that he was looking for the second son, and she believed it.

Everything in the Wu family is over for him.

He walked out through the stagnant water.

When passing by the Demon Killing Academy, Ji Luoyang took a look inside. Those disciples were all passed out by the side of the room under spiritual pressure. The coma is a good thing for them, but the consciousness fault is a kind of protection, otherwise they will Driven mad by the spiritual pressure.

After walking a long way, he turned around and looked around.

In the rainy sky, the fairy in the white skirt is still fighting fiercely with the evil spirits. The spiritual pressure is pervasive in the air, and the sword energy is swaying in the rain. Stirred and turned into a vortex-like shape, this is the scene of the end.

The buildings of the Wu family are hidden in the autumn rain of the night, like a dying giant beast roaring desolately.

Gradually, Ji Luoyang and the Wu family disappeared together, disappeared in the torrential rain, and disappeared from each other's sight.

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Shenshan, Yunhai Xianlou.

Wearing a small skirt, Bai Zhu knelt and sat on a celestial snail flying in the sky, flying across the sea of ​​white clouds and heading towards the Yunkong Mountain below.

Yunkong Mountain is one of the three sacred peaks. There are many jade towers on the top of the peak, which looks as vast as a city from a distance.

Xiao Baizhu held the snail carefully, for fear of falling. The snail is one of the master's magic weapon. When the master is not around, it becomes his own toy.

Now that the little senior sister is no longer there, she can sneak out to play openly. As for the books that the senior sister asked to read, um...just save up and read them together at the end. She always pretends to read very slowly in order to confuse senior sister, but in fact she reads very fast.

Well, now is the time for your stupid self to repay your smart self.

Xiao Baizhu flew into Yunkong Mountain.

Yunkong Mountain is a fairyland that the world is fascinated by. There are so many masters in it. Almost anyone can slap Bai Zhu to death, but Bai Zhu is not afraid at all. Now she is a famous disciple under the seat of Master. Although the mana is low, but the status is not bad.

Now there are only her and the little senior sister in the fairy building, and the little senior sister is just a fairy who has seen the gods. In terms of combat power, this is considered to be the last in Yunkong Mountain. Bai Zhu's answer is still fresh in his memory: "As long as I sit in the fairy tower, even if there are five Baizhu under the seat, the fairy tower is still a fairy tower."

Bai Zhu didn't feel sad at all, but admired the strength of Master even more.

She just pulled the master's tiger skin and came and went freely in Yunkong Mountain.

Yunkong Mountain is not a market, but a quiet place for cultivating Taoism, but Bai Zhu has been bored in the building for a long time, so it is enjoyable to walk around.

She likes to watch those strange immortals practice. Many immortals like to meditate in broad daylight. The way of meditating is very strange, like those bonsai trees with twisted trunks.

"Xiaobaizhu, why don't you feel free to go downstairs today?"

A disciple in white opened his eyes, looked at the little girl who was swaying towards him, and asked, "Where is your senior sister, is she looking at you?"

"Senior Sister Chuchu went to fight monsters."

Bai Zhu said seriously: "Senior sister is busy, how can I keep looking at Bai Zhu?"

"Oh? Did you sneak down again?" the disciple in white asked.

"Well..." Bai Zhu bit his finger and thought for a while, then said, "It's okay, anyway, everyone likes Bai Zhu, so we won't betray Bai Zhu!"

As she spoke, she turned around and slipped away to another place.

The fairy buildings in Yunkong Mountain are stacked one after another, just like a maze. There are buildings without pillars, buildings without tiles, buildings hanging in the air, without any foundation, and buildings hanging upside down from the sky. They seem to be in danger. Although Bai Zhu has seen it many times But every time I come here, I still feel the wonder of the immortal, and it is said that this is just a manifestation, the magic of Yunkong Mountain is far beyond what the naked eye can see.

Bai Zhu supported the cloud snail and flew across the buildings.

She rubbed the mouth of the snail, and the snail made a leisurely sound, telling everyone that Bai Zhu was coming.

The fairy embroidering flowers by the window raised her head, the young master who was writing the paper before the case stopped writing, the old man who was meditating opened one eye, and the gentleman who was giving lectures to his disciples also glanced out of the window.

They greeted Bai Zhu one after another, and Bai Zhu waved to them one by one.

Although Bai Zhu is small, he is famous.

She is wearing a red and white dress, her body is very slender, her skin is tender and icy crystals, but her cheeks are slightly fat with baby fat, her bangs are neatly trimmed, she looks really cute.

She flew and flew to the south gate.

The word 'Tao' is written on the door.

There are three gates in Yunkong Mountain, and the three gates correspond to the three fairy towers, which are "Tao", "True" and "God".

Daomen is the domain of her master.

Bai Zhu flew into the sea of ​​clouds, stretched his hand into the clouds, grabbed one cloud after another, rubbed it in his palm, and stuffed it into the cloud snail.

Cloud snails eat clouds, the more clouds they eat, the longer they can fly.

There is a Taoist standing outside the south gate.

The Taoist is wearing a simple Taoist robe, with his sleeves folded, and his long eyebrows in the wind, he looks like an expert.

"Bai Zhu ran out to play again?" The Taoist laughed.

Bai Zhu puffed his face and pretended not to see him.

"What? Still angry with me?" The Taoist said with a smile.

"Of course, the vicious Taoist deceived the kind Bai Zhu, of course Bai Zhu is not happy." Bai Zhu said angrily, "Didn't you say that your fortune-telling is accurate? Xu Shi came back...and caused Bai Zhu to be slapped in the palm, which hurts."

The Taoist said with a smile: "A wise man will make a mistake if he thinks about it. I forgot to tell Xiaobai Zhu. In this way, you will make a wrong calculation every thousand times. You just caught up with the thousandth time."

"Hmph, liar, Bai Zhu is not a five or six-year-old kid." Bai Zhu said while stuffing his clouds.

"Well, it's not a five or six-year-old child, but a ten-year-old child." The Taoist joked with her.

"You Taoist is talking nonsense again. Bai Zhu is just young. This year Bai Zhu is 310 years old." Bai Zhu snorted.

"Yes, you have been buried in the soil as a carrot for three hundred years, and you finally became a spirit ten years ago." The Taoist pierced her mercilessly.

"That's three hundred years old, and Bai Zhu is not a radish, Bai Zhu is a fairy radish, you know, three hundred years ago, the master was still a little girl!" Bai Zhu said proudly.

Master also told her that three hundred years ago she took a shovel to dig the ganoderma lucidum in the garden, and almost shoveled her like a carrot...

"Oh, that Bai Zhu, who is over 300 years old, will be slapped on the palm by your 19-year-old little senior sister?"

"Bai Zhu..." Thinking of the vicious little senior sister, Bai Zhu's momentum suddenly fell, and she faltered: "What do you know, you stinky Taoist? Of course the senior sister who came first can teach the late Bai Zhu a lesson." Zhu, this is the rule, the well-behaved Bai Zhu knows the rules best."

Bai Zhu really knows the rules, after all, he has copied the rules of the house hundreds of times because of breaking the rules...

"Where did your senior sister go today?" the Taoist asked.

"Aren't you very good, you do the math." Bai Zhu said.

The Taoist stands like a pine tree outside the south gate, his hands are hanging by his side, one is smooth and white, the other is frost-skinned and old, he raises that white hand, pinches it carefully for a while Pointing, opened his eyes and said: "Oh? The three girls from the Daomen Xianlou have left the outside world?"

"Well...you're pretty good at it." Bai Zhu was reluctant to admit it.

"As I said, generally speaking, this Dao is exhaustive." The Taoist said, "Your senior sister is ranked second to last in the building, but you are busy with your work, and you are carved out of the same mold as your master back then. "

Bai Zhu nodded.

But she knows that Master doesn't really like Little Senior Sister very much, and the person Young Senior Sister admires most is Master. At the age of seventeen, he achieved the fairyland, and at the age of nineteen, he reached the second stage of the fairyland, only one year later than the master of the year, which is amazing.

However, Master is still quite indifferent to her.

Bai Zhu saw with her own eyes the scene of her senior sister kneeling outside the master's hall in plain clothes.

But Bai Zhu didn't feel sorry for the senior sister too much, because she always suspected that the senior sister passed on the bad treatment of her by the master to herself... The other senior sisters love the senior sister, why is the younger senior sister so strict with herself? Woolen cloth?

"Then can you figure out where the senior sister has gone and when will she be back?" Bai Zhu asked.

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, you must at least point me in a direction." The Taoist wondered.

Bai Zhu thought about it for a while. First of all, the matter of the extinguishing of the fairy lamp must not be exposed. Big black pot... But there should be no problem pointing in a direction. Although this Taoist is a liar, there should be no bad people in Yunkong Mountain.

Bai Zhu pointed to the north.

The Taoist smiled lightly. He sat on the ground outside the south gate, picked up a small stone, and wrote and drew on the ground. In an instant, a complicated star map unfolded on the ground. Bai Zhu was amazed, feeling that he had put in a lot of hard work to deceive people.

The Taoist was just playing with the little girl, and he did some calculations. The third girl surnamed Chu in Xianlou has the destiny of the country and the protection of Xianlou, so nothing will happen if he thinks about it.

But gradually, his brows wrinkled.

"The stinky cow's nose is going to bluff people again." Bai Zhu snorted twice, expressing his distrust of the way the Taoist frowned, "As the saying goes, the same Bai Zhu will not fall twice in the same pit."

The Taoist didn't speak, he stared at the star map, pinched his hands faster and faster, gradually, so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

About a quarter of an hour later, the Taoist raised his head, stared at Bai Zhu, and asked seriously, "If your senior sister is in trouble, what would you do?"

Bai Zhu thought to herself, what can I do if I am so weak... Instead of causing trouble for my senior sister, I might as well go back to sleep...

Bai Zhu asked: "Is senior sister in danger?"

"There is a catastrophe."

"How much does it cost to buy a misfortune talisman? Bai Zhu will bring one to my senior sister." Bai Zhu seemed to know the rules.

The Taoist sighed, "Thousands of money are hard to buy."

Although the Immortal Tower is on Yunkong Mountain, the rules of the Immortal Tower are special. It and Yunkong Mountain are almost like rivers and wells, so they cannot interfere with each other...

"Ah, then Bai Zhu can't afford it." Bai Zhu waved his hands repeatedly.

"Bai Zhu, did something serious happen to Xianlou?" The Taoist stared at her and asked.

"No, although the powerful brothers and sisters are not here, with Bai Zhu in charge, the fairy tower is still peaceful." Bai Zhu patted his chest and said.

You can't tell about the fairy lamp going out.

The Taoist didn't ask further questions, he glanced towards the north, and said solemnly: "Bai Zhu, your senior sister's safety may depend on you."

"Ah? You...you're lying to Bai Zhu again, aren't you?"

Bai Zhu was stunned. She lay on the cloud snail, and suddenly regretted slipping out to play... Is this the punishment for skipping class?

…

Xiao Baizhu went back to the building to pack up the soft treasures. Even though the Xianlou is famous, but the name deserves the name, the building returns to the building, and the brothers and sisters have their own sects to take care of. The most powerful master I've been back several times in the past ten years, and I didn't stay for seven days in total. Five of the seven days were teasing myself, and two days were bullying my little sister...

All in all, except for a lot of magic weapons that I don't know how to use in Xianlou, the rest is myself.

Before I knew it, I was the only one left with fighting power in this fairy tower on Yunkong Mountain... Now, I'm afraid that any bandit who came down the mountain would be able to destroy her.

Xiao Baizhu felt both funny and sad.

I'm just a little radish...why do I have to bear this!

The stinking Taoist is not lying to me again, is he?

Xiao Baizhu rubbed her soft skirt, puffed her face in distress, the little unicorn in the fairy garden outside the building ran over again, squawking ducks, Xiao Baizhu kicked the little unicorn with her tender feet Qilin kicked to the ground, and she looked at Ruishou who was shaking and got up, and realized more and more clearly that she is indeed the only hope for Xianlou...

Bai Zhu started to tie knots on the packed packages.

Just as the female disciple ranked fourth in Xianlou looked distressed, the spiritual pressure over the Wu family gradually became thinner.

Most evil spirits are far less tyrannical than dragon corpses, but they are superior in number. Now she faces only one evil spirit, which should not be difficult to deal with, but this is at the level of a small evil god, and its strength is even greater. Ordinary above the realm of seeing gods.

The fairy in the white skirt stretched out her hand into the wind, and the sword like a snow crane flew back, condensing in the palm of her hand, turning into snow light.

She has drawn thousands of swords tonight.

The sword light illuminated the sky above the Wu family.

The evil spirit didn't seem to have expected the coming person to be so strong. It gathered the tentacles gushing out from under its robe like a squid, jumped upwards, plunged into the thick dark clouds, and wanted to escape. The spiritual pressure was like countless threads, Drawn away as it withdraws.

The clouds in the sky churned and turned into the bronze mask-like face of this evil spirit. It smiled like a murmur at the woman in white, and the rainwater was instantly polluted and dripped down like ink.

The fairy in the white skirt shook her head slightly.

Her white dress is like water, like a skirt cut from a snowy peak, and her eyes are deep, like a starry sky reflected in a deep blue sea.

The battle is coming to an end.

This evil spirit was unexpectedly strong, but it was still no match for her.

She took off the light golden chiseled flower hairpin among the black hair, and threw it into the clouds, then her wrist trembled slightly, like a bell ringing, and the sword in her hand turned into a beam of light, which bent like a long Bow, she held the bow and turned sideways.

A golden arrow almost slid past her towering snow skirt, and when the arrow retreated to the point of no return, the string was fully drawn.

Hooking the string, loosening the fingers, the arrow spewed out a long golden flame, which pierced into the sky in a short whistling.

The face on the dark cloud fell apart, and the evil spirit hidden in it was shot with precision. When it fell, only a pair of torn cloth and countless still writhing severed limbs remained.

The fairy in the white skirt landed next to the corpse, her eyes gradually dimmed.

The bow turned into a sword again and passed across the waist.

She was sure that this evil spirit had been killed by her with a magic weapon, but she just vaguely felt that it sent a message before it died.

She failed to intercept the message, and she didn't know where it went. She just vaguely felt that this matter was not trivial.

The fairy in the white skirt thought for a while, then turned and left.

The sound of the rain should have swallowed everything, but there was a thumping sound from the tomb-like Wu family. She turned around and saw a crutch walking in the rain. Walking with a limp, also like an old man.

It stopped in front of the dead old shirt, and fell to the ground with a slap, lifeless.

The old lady died before being parasitized by the evil spirit.

When the obsession with things is broken, they can go with others.

The woman in the white skirt shook her head slightly, her eyes pitiful.

She crossed the Wu family and came to Wu Zhu Lake.

During the heavy rain ~IndoMTL.com~ the dry Wuzhu Lake began to flood again, and the mirror garden in the center of the lake was faintly submerged.

She couldn't calculate the ominous luck, but at this moment, after encountering such a thing, since the divine court was opened, why would she not go?

The fairy in the white skirt jumped off the cliff.

She cut through the water like a blade, and came to the center of the divine court in a blink of an eye. The divine court was like a mirror, reflecting her skin like ice and snow.

'And the lake filled the sky, and the ancient guardian will wake up from his long sleep. In the past tens of millions of years, it has taken care of this land...'

The stele is restored.

The fairy in the white skirt looked at the text above.

And the lake overflows the sky...

Isn't it just that the lake water evaporates into clouds and falls into rain?

It's today.

The mirror door opened to her, and she fell from the sky.