Ze Tian Ji Chapter 207: Snowstorm
Listen to this, Stony Ground becomes quiet all around.
Everyone understands that it must be Wang Po in Mausoleum of Books for Study Stele for one year. It is a waste of life to confirm that staying here, but like many people do not give up, so he also tried to take shortcuts, but in the end he just Standing all night in front of this line, when the morning light rose, they turned to leave.
Out of Mausoleum of Books, Mao Qiuyu looked at the man under the locust tree.
The man was silent.
Xun Mei was silent for a while, and understood why the Divine General Han Qing, as a ranger, said this to himself: "Originals, you know who I am."
The armor under the kiosk remained motionless, and the vicissitudes of voice heard from the shadows: "Of course I know who you are. Decades ago, the Continent cultivation world began to usher in the latest wildflower bloom, and Wang Po, Painted Armor Xiao Zhang, Immovable , Treading Snow Xun Mei ... Your qualifications are the best and the most promising. The hope of confronting Demon race is already in your body ... If you look at Stone Stele in Mausoleum of Books for 37 years, I see you for 37 years "You are really good. Since you broke your heart barrier tonight, why don't you leave but want to try a different way?"
"No, my heart barrier is right in front of me. I just saw it and it didn't break. As for the divergence, it may not be the right way."
Xun Mei glanced over the gazebo and landed on Mausoleum of Books again.
Han Qing's voice sounded again after a quiet moment: "Wang Po is a wise man. Since you aim at him, you must at least show the same wisdom."
"Yes, I want to surpass him in my life. Now it seems that at least he is not as good as me." Xun Mei said.
Han Qing said calmly: "He is not as stupid as you?"
Xun Mei thought about it and said, "He is not as stupid as I am."
Han Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Reasonable."
In the woods outside Mausoleum of Books, the man's hand fell on the locust tree in front of him and remained silent.
"You are the first person to break into Divine Avenue in more than 100 years." Han Qing continued in the gazebo south of Mausoleum of Books.
Xun Mei said, "I'm stupid."
The words stupid and stupid seem to have the same meaning, but they are quite different.
"A stupid man may be blessed."
Han Qing said: "I, the Ranger, is a part of Mausoleum of Books. If you beat me, you can get Divine Avenue."
Xun Mei looked calm and polite.
This is the rule of Mausoleum of Books, and it has its own meaning. It can beat the first Divine General of Continent, and it must be a strong person at the level of five Saint or Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions. Such a big man depends on Heavenly Tome. Is it necessary to comply with the rules of Great Zhou? It's just that Chen Changshen always feels that the word Divine General Han Qing is spoken to these youngsters outside Pingwai.
Xun Mei looked at the feet, where Stony Ground ended, Divine Avenue started there, and the end of black was holy white.
He then raised his knee.
Under the gazebo, Han Qing still hasn't looked up, his face is completely in the shadow of the armor, and his voice has become indifferent: "Xun Mei, although you live is more meaningful to humans, but I'm a guardian, and it's safe It ’s Tianling ’s rules, so I wo n’t keep it. You can also do whatever you want without hesitation.
Wake up in the long dream of thirty-seven years, and go to the top of the tomb to see the truth, where would Xun Mei hesitate, as if I didn't hear this sentence, and take a step forward.
At this step, he walked very often. He dropped his feet on the ground, and was very casual, without any sound.
The sound in front of the pavilion is still the sound of water, the sound of falling rocks in the cliff on the west side, and the clear water ding dong in the shallow canal on the flat.
The feet of Xun Mei cross the line.
Mausoleum of Books shrouded in night suddenly became brighter.
At night, the lights are dim, and the light source that can illuminate the entire Mausoleum of Books can only come from the sky, from those stars.
Chen Changshen looked up and saw that the stars in the night sky were extremely brilliant, and squinted his eyes subconsciously.
In fact, the stars are not really bright. Even if there are, they cannot be distinguished by the naked eye. This is purely a feeling, or a perception of Divine Sense.
People beside Stony Ground all have induction, but no one is clearer than Chen Changshen's induction, because no one is more tranquil and profound than his Divine Sense.
He even faintly sensed which of the countless stars in the night sky had previously brightened.
The star is far in the southeast of Star Domain, or Fated Star of Xun Mei.
Take a step forward to see the truth, Fated Star has a sense, suddenly bright, Xun Mei ... What kind of realm have you achieved?
Chen Changshen thinks of the starry sky you saw when you meditate in Pavilion of Ascending Mist, and it gives a shocking feeling.
Bright starlight turns the mountains of Mausoleum of Books into a silver world.
Xun Mei stood in front of the gazebo. The hair that had previously been **** in the courtyard, I do n’t know when to spread it again, the dirt seemed to be washed away by the stars in an instant, and the hair was soft and soft.
He was standing between Divine Avenue and Stony Ground, his body remained in place, he obviously didn't walk to the gazebo ... but already went to the gazebo
A footprint clearly appears on Divine Avenue
Divine Avenue is made of white stone. The footprints are wet and naturally very clear.
Xun Mei came into the water, and his shoes were naturally wet.
In the scene of looks at, Chen Changshen opened his eyes wide, and Zheqiu was stunned in the same place.They grew up in the old temple of Xi Ning Village and the bitter cold snowfield, and rarely saw such a battle between the true strong ones. Explaining these footprints, relatively speaking, the Li Mountain Sword Sect four sons and Tang Thirty Six should appear calmer.
Wet footprints kept appearing on the ground of Divine Avenue, as if an invisible person was walking.
Xun Mei Quietly under looks at pavilion.
It didn't take long, the footprint already extended more than ten feet in the direction of the gazebo.
Wow severe sound
Under the gazebo, the night breeze rises.
Han Qing still lowered her head and never pulled the sword, but the sword in the sheath was already eager to try, half an inch from the sheath.
It is only half an inch, but it seems to be completely sheathed.
Several dust burst out from the edge of the scabbard, permeating the gazebo.
With the spread of these sword dust, an extremely powerful Aura was born from the gazebo and ran across Divine Avenue.
This Dao Aura is still like iron, still bloody, solemn and upright, like an old city wall stained with blood of countless sergeants.
No one can see this city wall, but everyone knows that the city wall is here, just above Divine Avenue.
Xun Mei's footsteps stopped. After a long time, the wet footprints did not reappear on Divine Avenue.
His gaze passed through the powerful man under the gazebo and the pavilion, and landed on the Mausoleum of Books in the distance. It was as if the rope touched the charcoal fire, broke into a rattling sound, and began to burn violently.
Gaze begins to burn, eyes start to burn, eyes start to burn.
Xun Mei's eyes become extremely bright, like stars of Freshman.
His body leaned forward slowly.
Divine Avenue has a wet footprint again.
One sword is the city, and he will smash this wall directly
On Divine Avenue, the water traces gradually appear, and the footprints continue, that is his way.
He is going to Divine Avenue, under the gazebo, until he reaches the top of Mausoleum of Books.
He walked step by step, his face became paler and more painful, but his eyes were full of joy.
Life is true only through pain.
What he wants to see is truth.
With the passage of time, the footprint on Divine Avenue keeps moving forward, and is approaching the gazebo.
There is still a hundred feet between the Xun Mei and the gazebo, but his already can see that pair of eyes in the dark under the armor
Two extremely powerful Aura confronted silently in the south of Mausoleum of Books.
The clear water in the shallow channel tumbled in horror, and then gradually flowed to the square. The soft and invisible water gradually took shape.
Even the hard black Stony Ground ground began to deform, and was slightly sunken by the two Dao Auras and turned into a curve.
It seems that there is a huge, heavy, invisible stone ball that fell to the ground
Stone debris flies, and the edge of the canal makes a soothing twisting sound.
Chen Changshen and others kept going to retreats to avoid being affected. looks at ruptured and sunken the ground before looking at the two people on Divine Avenue with eyes full of awe.
The confrontation between the two Dao Aura did not last long.
Xun Mei stared at the gazebo, clear roar once.
This clear roar sounds like a puppet on the stage. As soon as the order comes, someone sprinkles a piece of paper on top. Those pieces of paper are fake snow, and at this time, there is really snow falling
No, that's not snow, but starlight is starlight cut into chips.
The stars are crumbs, falling down, and there is no difference from snow.
Xun Mei stands in the snow, as if back in time.
At that time, he was still an youngster, and stood in front of the Teacher/Master gate for three days and three nights until the snow covered his knees.
What year was it? Thirty-seven years ago, an earlier year.
For nearly fifty years of hard work, Study Stele in thirty-seven years, he is no longer a child who was fragile and severely frozen by the snow.
He already is the true strongman who is about to arrive from the realm
The youngster of Ping appearance battle, until this time, did not know that the realm of Xun Mei reached already to such a degree, could not help but be shocked and speechless.
At this time, the ranger under the gazebo raised his head.
The darkness, always shrouded in armor, is finally illuminated.
That's an old and indifferent face.
Stop drinking
Countless dust, scattered from the crevices of the armor
He sat for hundreds of years before Divine Avenue.
The dust is centuries old.
Hundreds of years ago, the war already between humans and Demon race entered its final stage.
He is the last of Wang Zhice.
He finally looked up and looked at Xun Mei, his gaze was the sharpest sword.
And his sword finally came out of the sheath.
The starlight is shredded into chips and falls slowly.
Divine General Han Qing's sword, cross in the snow and snow, such as Jin Ge, such as iron horse.
Before the gazebo, it was a snowy field
For Xun Mei, the shredded starlight is the snow in front of Teacher/Master.
For Han Qing, the shredded starlight was the snow on the battlefield that year.
Different snows represent different persistences, and each has its own persistence.
At a distance of more than a hundred feet, the old face of Xun Mei looks at seems to be right in front of him.
This battle finally came to a final moment, when it was time to separate the winners and losers. Both strong men have released their most terrifying means. Those youngster who played in the Stony Ground appearance can no longer support them. Even if you retreat, you will still fall down at any time because of the blizzard of this violent snowstorm.
At this moment, Gou Hanshi reached out and held the left arm of Chen Changshen, Chen Changshen would come over, grab the arms of Liang Banhu firmly, and stand tightly against each other, finally stabilizing the body, like Those looks at trees that are not very tough in the snowstorm, tightly lined up in a row, trying to resist the power of nature.
Watching the battle from a distance, already is so hard, you can imagine what the two in the battle are bearing.
Who wins and loses in this snowstorm battle between Generals Hundred and Hanmen Scholar?
(Tired, next chapter ... try to write it before twelve o'clock.)