Fengyunlu

"Do it..." The voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, like a thin thread swaying in the wind. The sloppy-looking guy, holding a magic hill in his hand, squeezed out these two words with trembling lips, and then fell to the ground like a rag doll, and it was unknown when he would wake up. The sloppy man's eyes suddenly shrank, and his fingers trembled slightly. With this tremor, the demon king's face suddenly became like a piece of wood, and he was extremely nervous. Then he glanced at him, greased his feet, and ran faster than a rabbit. When he ran away, he did not forget to throw a seal, stuffing a stream of true energy into the huge bell, pulling Ali and himself to his side.

As soon as Zhuang Mo saw his move, the inner strength of Buddhism and Taoism surged out like a volcanic eruption, with green and yellow lights intertwined together. His Demon Spirit Holy Body was activated, and instantly a three-meter-high barrier was created around him. There seemed to be tiny dots of light flashing inside, and it seemed that it could not only block the spiritual power outside, but also gather the spiritual power inside, preventing everything around from coming in, but allowing it to be slowly absorbed by him.

When the Demon King saw this situation, he probably thought that Zhuang Mo should be fine, so he ignored him and focused on protecting A Li and Feng Chen.

The two of them were busy, and the people in Beichen Palace were confused. True Man Xue Ya reacted the fastest and hurried to the side of the demon king. The demon king had no time to pay attention to him. At this time, the sky of Thunder Mountain suddenly changed! A sword energy rushed into the sky. The giant sword on the chest of the sloppy man had not yet fully formed, and the momentum was not good enough, but at this moment, he forcibly sacrificed the sword. The cold wind was whistling, and the sword light rushed straight into the sky, which immediately turned the purple clouds in the sky upside down, as if a big hole was poked in the clouds. The purple thunder god all avoided it, fearing that it would be sucked in and smashed to pieces.

With a humming sound, the sword light pierced through the purple cloud and stabbed down. The mighty force shook Leiming Mountain like a drum, and the surrounding strong winds forced everyone to look up at the sky. "You dare!!" Luo Hongchen roared, and when he reacted, he found that the target of this sloppy man was not the people on both sides, but the small altar in the middle of the thunder pool. Nine lotus flowers bloomed quietly on the altar, one of which looked a little wilted. It was the immortal spirit of Leiming Mountain. The spiritual veins of the entire Fuyang Mountain Range were in these nine lotus flowers. Once these nine lotus flowers were destroyed, the immortal veins of Leiming Mountain would be lost, and the entire Fuyang Mountain Range would lose its spirituality. At that time, the trees on the mountain would die, the rivers would flow backwards, the birds and beasts would flee far away, and the spectacular scenery of Jiuyao Balian would slowly become lifeless. In this way, the hunters and fishermen who lived on the mountain, and the peasant women who went out early and returned late, would slowly lose their livelihoods, either becoming homeless and becoming disaster victims, or starving to death, or even exchanging their children for food. No matter what, all the people in Fuyang Mountains will suffer a tragic fate because of this sword.

As the Great Emperor of Spring and Autumn, Luo Hongchen has traveled in the human world for countless years. He has tasted all the sufferings of the human world. How could he bear to let innocent people pay the price for these fights? He didn't want to, and Lei Gong didn't want to either. Pili Hall has always taken it as its mission to help the poor and the needy, otherwise how could their 800 disciples get those four famous sayings: "Qixia Jiuyao sees thunder, Fuyang 800 walks for whom, dare there are demons to mess up the sky, and go down to Cangyuan with Haoting." These four sentences are not said casually. Most of the people around Leiming Mountain have been protected by Pili Hall. How many times did hunters have no food at home when the mountain was closed by heavy snow, and Pili Hall sent people to deliver food; how many times did women, children and the elderly have no one at home, and they were sick for a long time without a doctor, and Pili Hall helped take care of them, sent doctors and medicine, and sent food and drink. Even in the years of famine, it was Pili Hall that protected the people so that they would not be displaced and starve to death on the streets.

In the land of Leiming Mountain, everyone knows clearly that the Thunderbolt Hall has brought them many good things. Whether it is the convenience of life or the spiritual support, the Thunderbolt Hall is everywhere and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Their worship of the hall master Lei Gong is simply beyond words. The good deeds of the Thunderbolt Hall have always enabled the people of Leiming Mountain to get help in difficult times. Therefore, as the hall master, how could Lei Gong sit back and watch the immortal veins being destroyed and the spiritual roots being destroyed?

Once the spiritual energy of the immortal vein is destroyed, not only will the Thunderbolt Hall be in trouble, but the entire Thunder Mountain will also suffer. The fate of the Thunderbolt Hall is closely linked to the Thunder Pond. The avenue of the Thunder Pond slowly disappears, the red silk in the sky no longer circulates, and the Thunder Pond gradually loses its vitality. In this way, the practice site of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art will be gone, and the foundation of the Thunderbolt Hall will be uprooted, with no successor, which is simply disrespectful to the ancestors. What's worse is that once the Thunder Pond disappears, the formation at the bottom of the pool will also collapse.

Lei Gong understood the seriousness of all this, and he knew that he could not let the sword in the sky fall no matter what. He knew that the ancestral precepts of the Thunderbolt Hall also emphasized the importance of protecting the Thunder Pond, and with the attention paid by the Emperor Chunqiu to this matter, Lei Gong was even more determined. He had to act, whether for the responsibility of the Thunderbolt Hall or for respect for his ancestors, the sword could not be allowed to fall.

So, Lei Gong called Lei Teng with a wave of his hand, activated the Immortal Absolute Array with all his strength, and once again concentrated his strength on himself. Although he was injured and weak, with the blessing of the Array, he stood up in an instant, waved his dark blue robe, and rushed straight into the sky. His movements were fast and decisive, like thunder, rushing straight into the sky.

At this time, the Spring and Autumn Emperor Luo Hongchen had already taken a step forward. His figure was in front of Lei Gong, and his mind was as clear as a mirror. Luo Hongchen knew that this was not only to protect the spiritual roots, but also a fatal blow to the enemy. Although people of the right path always pay attention to benevolence and righteousness, if no action is taken now, once the immortal vein is destroyed, the Thunderbolt Hall may be able to escape, but the people of the entire Fuyang Mountains will be miserable.

However, Luo Hongchen's power was limited. Facing the powerful sword energy and cold murderous intent, even with his high level of cultivation, it was difficult to guarantee that he would be safe. Once something went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous. Luo Hongchen couldn't bear to see such a tragedy.

Fortunately, Lei Gong made a move in time, and with a serious injury, he fought with the force of thunder. Luo Hongchen nodded, and then rushed to the front, holding his most precious weapon in his hand - the Red Dust Talisman, his lifelong magic weapon. This sword condensed Luo Hongchen's lifelong efforts. He combined the power of the immortal way and the people, and refined it in the spring and autumn years after the changes of heaven and earth. After three hundred years of forging, it was finally refined by the Great Silence Fire of the Hunyuan Purple Mansion. When it was refined, it was the end of the Jiazi year. The leader of the Hanmen Sect was seriously injured and retreated in prison. The Red Dust Talisman had not yet been born, and no one knew how powerful it was. But Luo Hongchen took it out now, and it was obvious that he was fully confident.

The light of the Red Dust Talisman is like a beautiful jade, radiating light all around and reflecting it, as warm as the vastness of heaven and earth. It works at sunrise and rests at sunset, as if all things between heaven and earth are safe and sound under its protection.

"What a great Emperor Chunqiu, what a great immortal path." When the demon king's sword tip was leaning towards the thunder pool, he understood the true intentions of Canjian and Moqiu. He immediately relaxed his vigilance because he knew his own strength. Even if there were some aftermath, it would be a piece of cake for him and he could deal with it with a wave of his hand.

As the demon king praised, the Red Dust Talisman turned into a large formation that filled the sky, and various illusions appeared in the sky. The illusions included the earth, mountains, rivers, beasts, birds, and countless living beings. The power of the mortal world and the great way of the human world filled the entire Thunder Mountain, blocking the sword and preventing it from moving forward. It gradually dissipated into nothingness, as if it melted into the world.

At this time, Lei Gong had just arrived and was a little surprised when he saw this scene. But he knew that this was not the time to be surprised. Although he could not use the power of the Zhoutian Realm, he could only break through by force. He risked getting seriously injured and burst out the power of thunder, transformed into the ancient thunder god, and with a fixed look in his eyes, he punched the waist of the giant sword.

Click~

That fierce battle was like a collision between Mars and the Earth. The giant sword danced like crazy, destroying whoever it saw. But even though it was so powerful, it still suffered a great loss in front of Lei Gong. Lei Gong used the power of thunder and lightning to directly split the giant sword in half, but this also caused him to suffer internal injuries and spit out blood. The aura of the whole mansion was messed up. Who would have thought that the broken sword actually sucked Lei Gong's blood, as if it was stealing his vitality. Then, the two broken swords suddenly turned red, as if they had drunk blood, and their strength increased greatly, almost knocking Lei Gong down again. When Lei Gong dodged, he regretted it in his heart, thinking that if he let the old man do it himself, although it would be slower, at least he would not get involved.

After the giant sword absorbed the power of the Red Dust Talisman, it became even more powerful. Luo Hongchen quickly took back the Red Dust Talisman and went into battle himself, taking the attack of the two broken swords. He turned his head and stared at the sword, shouting: "Yijian Guhan, you are Mo Wenjian!!" With this shout, everyone looked at him. It turned out that the sword was so powerful because it was the third of the three famous swords of the Sword Hidden Sect three hundred years ago, and the strongest one. Among the three brothers, the eldest brother Xie Qingshan looked down on everything, and the second brother Cui Baifa was indifferent in his heart, but they all had their own problems and their realms were stuck.

Teacher Bo Liangzi wanted to help them, but it was useless to talk. Both of them had their own obsessions, so they had to let them go on their own. As a result, the Jianyin Sect was destroyed three hundred years ago, and the eldest and second brothers died. Unexpectedly, the third brother Mo Wenjian survived. Luo Hongchen recalled the past with Mo Wenjian, and the demon king also felt that something was wrong.

Ah Li pretended to be fine, but Zhuang Mo understood and signaled Lei Gong to heal his wounds. Lei Gong also understood and stepped aside. Mo Wenjian said, "Since you recognized me, I should leave too." He shook the sword and was about to leave. Luo Hongchen and Tianwai Youren stopped him one after another. It seemed that the story was not over yet.

sigh~

Wow, the Xuan Ling in the sky was like a moon hanging in the sky, trotting along, so graceful, but in the blink of an eye, it jumped in front of us. The sharp force retracted as soon as it was touched, and Mo Wenjian was forced to turn around. Before leaving Leiming Mountain, the white Xuan Ling fell from the sky. As soon as it touched, Mo Wenjian waved his sword, and Xuan Ling flew back and fell into the hands of a beautiful girl. This girl was wearing a water blue dress, just like a fairy from heaven, the light flowed on her body, and the wide sleeves made her look even more beautiful, even Ali couldn't help but feel inferior when he saw her.

"Haha, old man Bai didn't come, but you, little girl, came." Luo Hongchen recognized her at a glance. It was Fairy Ji Yao, the owner of the Yaochi Fairyland in West Kunlun. They had both been to Cangyun Sect before, and before Luo Hongchen had finished his business, Fairy Ji Yao came with a group of people. They were originally busy with their own things, but when Luo Hongchen heard Bai Xide say that there was an emergency in Leiming Mountain, he ran here first. He originally thought that Ji Yao would not come, after all, he had just sent a message with a talisman, and thought that Bai Qian would come soon. Who knew that Fairy Ji Yao was concerned about this place, dropped what she was doing, and followed Luo Hongchen here.

"Old man, you must be joking. I wanted to come here, but unfortunately I was not good enough and was a step behind." Fairy Ji Yao said as she walked to the Immortal Absolute Array, said hello to Long Tiexin, and then waved her sleeves. The power of the yin rushed into Lei Gong's body like it was free. That feeling instantly made Lei Gong feel much better. Lei Gong opened his eyes and nodded to Ji Yao. Ji Yao waved her hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite, and then continued to use the power of the yin and the Yaochi fairy method to help Lei Gong heal his wounds.

At this time, Mo Wenjian had already taken back the two broken swords. Luo Hongchen jumped lightly and floated to the ground. After standing firm, he stared at Mo Wenjian with a look of disbelief: "Your meridians were broken back then, how come you didn't die and joined the Han Sect? How did you recover your cultivation?" He knew Mo Wenjian before and admired him very much. Although Mo Wenjian was not an emperor, his cultivation and knowledge were very powerful, and he also understood the ways of the world. He was simply a master of the three cultivations of heaven, earth and man, much better than his two senior brothers. The two had a very close relationship. But unexpectedly, a few years ago, because of some bad things, Mo Wenjian was plotted against by someone when he was at the peak of his power. His meridians were all broken, and his purple palace true qi and divine palace primordial spirit were gone. Fortunately, Bo Liangzi arrived in time, and the Changsheng Emperor was beside him, otherwise Mo Wenjian would have died long ago. After being revived, Mo Wenjian changed completely and hid in the ancestral temple and refused to come out. After Luo Hongchen heard about it, he wanted to go see him, but before he could go, Jianyin Sect was destroyed by someone...

Mo Wenjian was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "The reason I was able to survive was because of the kindness of Teacher Bo Liangzi and the Great Emperor Changsheng. Not only did they save me, they also tried every possible way to help me recover my cultivation. Although my meridians were broken, my will was not depressed. During my meditation in the ancestral temple, I realized the true meaning of the sword, and finally broke through the bottleneck and reached a new realm."

After hearing this, Luo Hongchen's eyes flashed with admiration: "I see, no wonder you can fight against the thunder power with the power of the broken sword. But why did you join the Han Clan?"