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Chapter 802: Fighting the Thunder
Not long ago, some persuasion also took place in the main cave where people were leaving last words to each other, out of sight.

"Ouyang Lianghan, do you really think I'm a Confucian saint? It's impressive to withstand the thunderbolts head-on, but can you change the kind of thunder? Do you know the power of the nine-fold thunderbolt? What the old man who played the piano just said is absolutely correct, and there is no exaggeration."

Cui Hao, who was in a shadow state, asked helplessly:
"Is it because that short girl is here that you can't save your dignity and run away?"

"No."

Ouyang Rong shook his head in his heart.

Cui Hao pointed at the shadow of the old man who was drinking alcohol while controlling his body.

"Then why do you insist on bearing this thunder? Don't pay attention to Tao Yuanming. He will do whatever you want, because he is a dead man. He will die anyway. Before he died, he borrowed the fake Ding swords of [Craftsman] and [Hanshi] and handed a full-state sword of 'Returning' to the sky. He enjoyed it very much, but you still want to live, and you may suffer the consequences."

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:
"Aren't you also a dead person? Why are you stopping me? Aren't you also from the previous dynasty?"

The handsome young man grinned:
"I'm different. I'm kind-hearted. Also, destroying Buddhism today is really fun and exciting. I won't take it for nothing. I'll help you calculate it carefully. When Tao Yuanming and I leave later, I can leave you some good things. Didn't you see that the two fake Ding swords were handed over for you? They are the only fake Ding swords that correspond to the Ding swords. There are also some miscellaneous things. You can be happy. This is called saving up a family fortune. Although your last name is not Cui, I treat you like a nephew of the Cui family. It can be regarded as our fate."

Ouyang Rong said nothing.

Cui Hao's shadow borrowed Ouyang Rong's vision and looked at the people in the main cave who were performing various life scenes before the thunderbolt came. He also looked at the stunning short girl who was trotting over with her skirt lifted up, and he narrowed his eyes and suggested:

"How about this, who do you want to take with you? You can say we can take three people with you, you can pick any of them, in addition to this short girl, you can pick two more, and we will go together."

Cui Hao's shadow waved his hand indifferently:
"As for the others, just leave them to be struck to death by the thunder. Anyway, you have shown your might today, so it is not shameful to run away in the face of the thunder. Even if it is shameful, most people who know about it have died. Let the thunder finish off the matter today, leaving nothing but a white dust. It is really clean."

"What about this grotto?"

Cui Hao was a little surprised: "Grotto?"

Seeing Ouyang Rong's calm expression, he couldn't help but ask:
"Are you staying here to save this cave? You're not trying to save the people out of kindness, you're trying to save the land?"

Ouyang Rong did not answer, but asked seriously: "What will happen to this Xunyang Grottoes when this nine-layer thunder falls?"

Cui Hao shrugged. "It's uncertain whether the first few layers of the nine-layer thunder will destroy the ground, but the last three layers of thunder will not strike at a fixed point. It will form a network of thunder pools, which will definitely wash the ground. This main grotto cannot be saved, and the lotus stone carvings on the dome cannot be saved either. They will collapse together."

Ouyang Rong nodded and said, "Then let's fight."

"Are you going to die? I told you that you can take three people with you. Is it worth it for a dead cave that can't be moved? Besides, isn't that damn Buddha destroyed? Do you still care about this cave?"

"I destroyed the Donglin Buddha, not the Xunyang Grottoes. They are different."

"What's the difference, Ouyang Lianghan? I just want to ask you, you are in a good situation now and can escape with a full load, but now for this, you have to withstand the nine-fold thunder and end up being seriously injured or even killed. Do you think it's worth it?"

Ouyang Rong asked:
"Cui Hao, was it worth it for you to die tragically while writing the national history? Just to leave those few pages of truth to future generations?"

Cui Hao suddenly fell silent.

Tao Yuanming's shadow glanced at the handsome young man.

After a while, Cui Hao looked up at the dark thunderclouds that were ready to strike, and suddenly waved his hand impatiently:

"I'm really crazy. I'm accompanying you to bear this nine-fold heavenly thunder... Let's make it clear in advance that you might die or suffer other serious injuries, because the point of heavenly thunder is not the thunder, but the punishment from heaven. It may not be difficult to bear the thunder, but it is difficult to avoid the punishment from heaven. I can only try my best to help you reverse and evade it, but... anyway, I can't guarantee that you can escape unscathed."

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Tao Yuanming turned his head and looked at the young man with some respect.

This old man carrying a hoe, who was very frugal with words, suddenly said:
"I will help you with a sword."

Ouyang Rong looked at him, then returned to reality to deal with the lady historian who suddenly came to tie up her hair.

After a while, Ouyang Rong put away the mandarin duck jade hairpin and asked Rong Zhen to wait for a moment. Then Tao Yuanming took over, said a few words indifferently to everyone in the audience, and walked towards Tianlei alone.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the young man in Confucian robes held the bronze scroll fake Ding sword in his hand and, as the legendary sword master, projected the sword shadow of [Hanshi] from the unknown Peach Blossom Land.

The phantom of [Han Shi] was added to the body of [Jiangzuo].

This is the time when he returns with full health.

The real return.

It is the ultimate return of Bu Jian.

Just before [Craftsmanship] was ready to soar into the sky, Cui Hao, who was controlling the body together with Ouyang Rong, suddenly spoke:
“It’s different. I died for two reasons.

"First, there was a tough guy. I fought with him for half my life and was seriously injured. By the time I was compiling the national history, I had lost most of my cultivation. If I still had my cultivation, I would not have died so easily. Second, I am not just a Confucian Qigong practitioner. I came from a place where the word 'historian' is the most valuable, because in every dynasty and generation, only historians who are as upright as bamboo can go there. This is the highest honor for scholars. It's a pity that since the decline of historians in the Spring and Autumn Period, such people have become fewer and fewer..."

Cui Hao's smile had long since faded, and his tone was surprisingly serious:
"Ouyang Lianghan, historians cannot tell lies. History is to be passed down to future generations."

Ouyang Rong listened quietly and spoke softly. He left a similar sentence to what Rong Zhen said not long ago:
"It's all the same. It's also for future generations."

Cui Hao was slightly stunned.

No one stopped him anymore.

Three scholars, side by side.

There was a thundercloud above my head, and lightning flashed and fell faster than thunder.

The first heavenly thunder was silver-white in color, and looked like branches.

The blue-green sword light, as thin as a hair, marched forward courageously.

【Craftsmanship】Break it with one sword.

The second thunderbolt also looked like branches and was blue in color.

Break it with one sword.

The third thunderbolt was a strange green color and was also a branch-like thunderbolt.

Break it with one sword.

The fourth heavenly thunder, the green Yi wood thunder, contains vitality.

The fifth one is the black Xuanming thunder, which carries extreme coldness.

The sixth one, the grey primordial thunder, splits away the evil.

The three heavenly thunderbolts were all evolved versions of spherical thunder elephants. [Craftsman]... broke them with one sword and blocked all three heavenly thunderbolts in succession.

It's like this for the legendary swordsman and his natal sword. There aren't so many twists and turns. As long as it's stronger than a hair's breadth, it can be broken with one sword.

The first six levels of heavenly thunder are not as powerful as the full-blooded "Return" sword powered by the combined power of the two Ding swords.

But starting from the seventh thunder, the thunder in the sky changed!

The thunder elephant changed from a spherical thunder to a net-shaped thunder.

The seventh one is purple chaotic thunder, with random power. If it is strong enough, it can destroy the gods and people in China, but if it is weak enough, it can keep women and children alive.

Purple lightning landed on [Craftsmanship].

The furious [Craftsman] suddenly slowed down a bit.

Under the thundercloud, an [arc] swayed slightly.

The fire in the cauldron also moved in the wind, swaying from side to side like a candle in the wind.

Ouyang Rong felt a sweet taste in his throat and swallowed it again, the hem of his scholarly robe rustling.

Above, the Ding Sword finally couldn't bear all the thunder, and purple thunder overflowed, bypassed [Craftsmanship], and fell towards the Xunyang Grottoes.

The heavenly thunder that could not destroy the Ding Sword fell towards the mortal world and had a destructive force.

In the Xunyang Grottoes, the bamboo forest on the top of the mountain that was first exposed to the purple lightning was completely turned into a wisp of burnt smoke.

It falls randomly and may fall on everyone's head in the next moment.

Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu, Xue Zhongzhu, Wu Daozi and the others all changed their expressions, feeling a sense of powerlessness as they had no control over their fate.

At this time, Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the white sturgeon.

A Kuixing talisman entered the body of the white sturgeon.

The white sturgeon rushed into the air and took the purple thunder head-on.

In the air, the purple thunder that was originally bombarding people indiscriminately was suddenly attracted by the white sturgeon and possessed it in an instant, with purple arcs covering the bronze fish's body.

The fish's body was torn into pieces, but soon, under the Kuixing Talisman and the purple lightning, it began to heal...

Some strange changes are subtly taking place in the body of the white sturgeon.

No matter what, the seventh thunder was resolved.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Ouyang Rong, not waiting for them to breathe a sigh of relief.

The eighth thunder fell.

It's the bloody debt thunder.

It specifically targeted innocent people and killed them indiscriminately. No one knew which dirty thing in the main cave had attracted them, but everyone in the cave was in trouble.

The bloody debt thunder first struck the [Craftsman] in the sky, and most of it was also absorbed by the [Craftsman].

The remaining thunder overflowed and fell into the main cave.

This time, it randomly landed next to the platform. When others looked over, the outer circle of female officials and soldiers had disappeared.

All turned into powder.

The body and soul are destroyed, leaving no trace.

It even made people who looked over there gradually doubt whether there had been any female officials or soldiers standing there before.

An eerie and terrifying feeling surged into everyone's heart.

Nanny Song was already dying. She had seen the first few thunderbolts being blocked, and her face was pale with reluctance. But when she saw Ouyang Rong also coping in a panic, she grinned, her face flushed abnormally:
"Hehe, you all have to die..."

But before she could finish her words, Ouyang Rong appeared in front of Nanny Song.

"What are you going to do, you brat!" The young man in Confucian robes had cold eyes. He first took off her right arm engraved with the Taoist pattern of the Lantern Bearer and threw it aside, as if he was keeping something. Then Nanny Song spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, this was not what frightened her the most. Immediately, Ouyang Rong made a hand gesture as fast as a phantom and pointed a finger at her right shoulder.

The bleeding stopped, but the Taoist patterns engraved on Nanny Song's body began to move strangely.

The half-human, half-ghost old woman's expression changed drastically:

"You, you want to..."

Before her frightened voice could die down, Guixu Yin opened again.

Ouyang Rong grabbed the broken old woman with white eyes and threw her into the air like garbage.

The blood-red thunder seemed to be attracted by a metal magnet, and all the electric snakes in the sky were sucked onto the body of the old woman in mid-air.

Under the blow of blood thunder, Nanny Song looked as if she was in agony.

All the remaining thunder of the eighth heavenly thunder entered Guixu.

After a while, a charred, hunched corpse fell from the sky and hit the ground.

Crush it into powder, leaving no residue.

The eighth heavenly thunder has passed!

At this moment, the ninth heavenly thunder appeared in the thundercloud.

is golden.

Golden thunder of merit.

Specializes in striking down those who are entangled in karma.

It easily bypassed the [Craftsmanship] and came to the ground.

This time, it was no longer random, but turned into a golden electric net in the air above everyone's heads and spread out.

Everyone was horrified and rushed forward in panic like birds and beasts.

Ouyang Rong suddenly raised the eighteen seeds, and the Kuixing Talisman popped out and fell on everyone in the audience in an instant.

The golden light bloomed.

At the same time, golden thunder fell and spread all over the cave.

Looking down at the terrifying golden thunder that pierced through their bodies, everyone was surprised and delighted. Even the Fang sisters raised their sleeves and sobbed. Xue Zhongzhu, Wu Daozi and others who had always been hostile were shocked and their eyes became complicated.

But the good times didn't last long. After three breaths, the golden light began to fade.

The Kuixing Talisman is about to be used up.

But the golden thunder continued to rage. With no outlet to vent, it showed no sign of weakening and was even about to attach to the rocky mountain.

However, the golden light that protected everyone was about to dissipate, and he was about to receive the lightning.

They couldn't help but look at Ouyang Lianghan in unison.

But he saw blood coming out of the corner of his lips, and he was looking around at Jin Lei.

Obviously, the young man in the scholar's robe, alone, has used up all his tricks.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they gradually showed despair on their faces. Some of them even trembled and closed their eyes.

"Ouyang Lianghan..."

At the moment when the protective golden light was about to run out, the world seemed to be silent. Ouyang Rong, whose brain was thinking quickly, vaguely heard the voice of a woman crying and calling him, but he had no time to think about who was crying.

One Ding sword can block one attack, but do you have nine Ding swords to resist?

The old musician's words not long ago suddenly flashed through Ouyang Rong's mind.

The young man in scholar's robe suddenly looked up and threw something from his sleeve.

This thing flew into the air.

Everyone vaguely saw that this object was round like a pearl, crystal clear, and emitted a dim light, like a glass bead.

Everyone was puzzled by the young man in Confucian robes' action of throwing glass beads.

At the same time, the golden light disappeared completely.

The golden lightning that was about to fall on everyone, in an instant, all teleported to the "glass beads".

It's like a pool of clear water flowing into the only drain at the bottom of the pool.

The night-shining pearl that had been covered in dust for a long time in Ouyang Rong's possession bore all the golden thunder leaked by the [Craftsman].

In the wildest golden thunder, it is like a work of art, and will not break for a long time.

Everyone was stunned.

An old musician was also dumbfounded.

Is there anything that can match the hardness of the Ding Sword? Even the fake Ding Sword can't do it, so what is this little marble-like thing...

Before anyone could react, the nine-fold heavenly thunder seemed to end and the thunderclouds gradually dissipated.

Ouyang Rong grasped the night-shining pearl in one hand, kept his eyes closed, and his sleeves floated slowly to the ground. There was a three-foot-high minefield around him.

An arc falls from the sky.

[Craftsmanship] was hanging above Ouyang Rong's head, also covered with arcs of electricity.

The [Arc] that had withstood the nine-fold heavenly thunder had its cauldron fire extinguished temporarily. Nine colors of electric arcs were entwined on it, faintly forming a series of wild and ancient primitive lightning patterns.

The thread of thunder essence is entangled with the Ding sword.

Seems untouchable.

At this moment, the white sturgeon suddenly swung its tail, floated into the air, and revolved around Ouyang Rong.

Its eyes were bright, with a faint purple arc emerging at the bottom of its eyes.

It seemed that this white sturgeon had experienced a thunder catastrophe with the help of Ouyang Rong, and by chance had undergone some special changes, as if it had gained intelligence.

reborn.

Moreover, it was able to get close to the thunder pool that was obviously daunting. After being tempered by the thunder from heaven, it was not afraid of thunder and lightning, and roamed freely in the thunder pool around the young man in Confucian robes.

This scene is somewhat magical.

The whole place was silent.

Ouyang Rong's series of actions while bearing the thunder from the sky shocked everyone, including Yuan Huaimin, the Fang sisters and others who were stunned.

Wu Daozi and Xue Zhongzhu showed a look of astonishment on their faces.

Is there really someone who can withstand the nine-fold thunder and not die?
Everyone had complicated expressions and they were in a daze thinking for a long time. Suddenly, Wu Daozi realized something and flew into the air, three feet off the ground.

He looked down at Yukong's body, as if he had thought of something.

Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu and others also reacted and immediately stepped forward to stand in front of Ouyang Rong.

However, Wu Daozi did not take any risk, or rather, he was convinced by the young man in Confucian robes and had no such thoughts at all.

The squinting old man stretched out his hand towards Yuan Huaimin:
"Little Huaimin, I am truly ashamed for breaking my promise to you!"

Before Yuan Huaimin could react, a black and yellow earth dragon root shot out from his sleeve and fell into Wei Shaoqi's hands as if it was being pulled.

Wei Shaoqi reacted and immediately crushed the roots of the Xuanhuang Earth Dragon.

The next moment, the remaining half of Wu Daozi's paper body began to burn and turned into ashes.

A burst of earthy yellow light bloomed at the feet of Xue Zhongzhu, Wei Shaoqi, and Du Shuqing.

On the other half of Wu Daozi's paper body, a picture of a temple hall vaguely emerged.

He seemed to be providing the khaki light with a specific teleportation direction. Looking at the picture, it seemed to be a Buddhist painting painted on the wall of a hall in Chengtian Temple last night, which actually also had a hidden trick.

In the flames, Wu Daozi, who was about to burn out, clasped his fists towards Ouyang Rong and bowed respectfully:
"Your Excellency's demeanor, I have learned a lot today! There are always people who are better than you, and even the Nine Heavens Thunder cannot do anything to you. Today is unforgettable for me. Unfortunately, my original body is trapped and it is difficult for me to come here, so I have to leave. I owe you a favor. If I have the chance in the future, I will pay you a proper visit!"

In the ochre light, Xue Zhongzhu looked at Ouyang Rong, who was sitting on the podium with his eyes closed and silent, with a complicated look in his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The tall blonde Hu Ji showed some hesitation on her face and took a step forward unconsciously, as if she was about to walk out of the khaki light circle, but was stopped immediately by Wei Shaoqi and others.

"Don't be impulsive, my lady! Your life is more important than your sword!"

When Xue Zhongzhu heard the word "sword", his face suddenly turned red and he stopped in his tracks.

The next moment, Wu Daozi's body was burned up, and the embarrassed figures of Xue Zhongzhu, Wei Shaoqi and others disappeared on the spot.

Teleport a hundred miles.

Previously, Wu Daozi gave this method to Yuan Huaimin to save Ouyang Rong and Yi Qianqiu, but now it became their life-saving straw.

A little kindness can bring great rewards such as saving lives.

Rong Zhen had no time to intercept the fleeing rebels, or it could be said that it didn't matter whether they were rebels or not at this moment.

"Ouyang Lianghan!"

The girl in palace dress turned around hurriedly and ran towards Ouyang Rong, but was repelled by the thunder pool surrounding the man and the sword.

After the thunder, an ozone-like odor filled the air. Anyone who got close had nosebleeds, their hair stood on end, and they could hardly move forward.

Ouyang Rong was standing alone in the thunder pool, with his eyes tightly closed, and no one knew what he was immersed in.

(End of this chapter)