Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Tieguai Li clapped his hands and a relaxed look appeared on his face.

"God is merciful. You are a mortal. If you get hurt, it's against the will of heaven."

"Tieguai Li! What did you do to him?" The Fairy of Flowers was shocked and angry, and questioned Tieguai Li with her eyes wide open.

Tieguai Li smiled and spoke nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, your little lover is fine. He's in the way here. I'm just getting him away. He won't get hurt."

Fairy Baihua breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. If anything happens to him, I will never forgive you."

Tieguai Li's face darkened, "Baihua, don't be so arrogant. You have violated the rules and brought disaster to the world. The Eight Immortals have gathered today and will definitely take you back to heaven to be punished."

The Fairy of Flowers sneered, with a gleam of determination in her eyes.

"It's not that easy to capture me. Today I'll show you that the Flower God is not easy to bully. Sisters, set up the formation."

As the Fairy of Flowers finished her words, the sound of drums rang out again, as deafening as thunder.

All the flower fairies dance with their long sleeves and graceful figures.

That graceful dance is like a colorful butterfly strolling among the flowers, or like snow falling from the sky.

For a moment, skirts were flying in the sky and on the ground, and wide sleeves were fluttering, which was dazzling and colorful.

The drumbeats suddenly stopped and the Fairy of Flowers shouted loudly.

"The sky is falling"

She looked solemn and her beautiful eyes were majestic.

In an instant, thousands of flowers in the sky fell towards the eight immortals.

Han Xiangzi shouted "Be careful" with a nervous look on his face.

I saw those flowers suddenly turned into javelins, falling down like a storm.

Upon seeing this, the eight immortals hurriedly used their magic weapons to block left and right, and changed positions, making the scene very lively.

While dodging and moving, Zhang Guolao shouted, "Brother Tieguai, are your legs and feet still flexible? I am old and can't stand this kind of tossing and turning. Hurry up and use your gourd."

His face was covered in sweat and his breathing became rapid.

Tieguai Li said: "When you get old, you should move more. You can't handle such a good opportunity to exercise. You are becoming more and more useless."

As he spoke, he took out a gourd from his waist and shook it in the air.

A yellow mist shot out from the gourd, and in an instant, the flower shadows disappeared and the javelin disappeared.

Lan Caihe's eyes were full of envy: "Brother Tieguai, this gourd is really good. Not only can it hold medicine, but it can also pick flowers. It's really a good treasure."

Cao Guojiu smiled and said, "Lan Caihe, you have become more talented in writing recently. You can even use the word 'picking flowers'. If Laojun knew about it, he would think that Brother Tieguai had done something wrong. If he blames him then, wouldn't that be a huge injustice?"

Lan Caihe curled his lips and said, "My Lord, you are so talented in writing, are you making fun of me again?"

He Xiangu waved her hand: "Everyone, stop laughing. What sound are you listening to?"

She tilted her ear slightly and her expression became serious.

Everyone listened carefully and, sure enough, they could hear the sound of stringed instruments faintly in the air.

The sound was hollow and lingering, like a silver bottle suddenly breaking, or a phoenix chanting in the sky.

At this time, the Flower Fairy held a flower basket in one hand and clasped her hands together with the other, floating gracefully in the air.

Her face was solemn, and she suddenly shouted, "The Heavenly Maiden Scatters Flowers!"

The already dark sky suddenly became as bright as day.

Above the sky, fairies danced with flower baskets in their hands, dropping millions of colorful petals.

The petals fluttered in the air, and scattered like a rain of flowers from the sky, continuously falling to the ground.

Lü Dongbin laughed loudly: "Baihua, you are using this method again. You are really at your wit's end. Do you have any other tricks?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The petals falling from the sky did not fall on them.

They did not turn into swords or guns, but simply fell around, causing no harm to anyone.

The eight people felt strange and were confused.

Suddenly, the Flower Fairy shouted again, "Imprison the Kaleidoscope!"

The petals that were falling around suddenly spun up and formed a cylindrical column, surrounding the eight gods.

A huge golden lotus suddenly grew at the top of the pillar, covering the pillar upside down.

The petals of the lotus gave off dazzling golden rays that shot towards everyone, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

The pillar continued to spin, faster and faster.

Everyone inside felt dizzy and the world was spinning.

Tieguai Li realized something was wrong and shouted, "Everyone close your eyes, use your magical powers, and leave here!"

The eight people used the magic tools in their hands to cast spells on the pillars.

But no matter what kind of magical power one has, it cannot break the siege of this kaleidoscope.

The walls of the kaleidoscope are made of various soft petals. Although soft, they are very tough.

I have tried everything, including burning with fire, pouring water, chopping with knives and axes.

After much difficulty in digging it out a little, it soon regenerated.

This cycle repeats itself over and over again.

Everyone worked for a while, but the pillar was still intact.

Han Zhongli's forehead was covered with sweat and he looked a little anxious.

"This pillar regenerates in a cycle, so it's hard to open. Why not try the golden lotus on top to see if we can open it up."

Tieguai Li nodded and said to Lu Dongbin:

"Dongbin! Your Pure Yang Sword is a sharp weapon from the immortals. Use your sword to stab it and see if you can pierce the golden lotus."

Lu Dongbin said "OK", grasped the sword in his hand, opened his eyes slightly, jumped up, and stabbed the sword at the golden lotus above his head.

"clang!"

After a crisp sound, the golden lotus was still intact and completely unharmed.

Lu Dongbin was about to raise his sword to stab again.

The golden lotus suddenly blossomed like rain, and tens of thousands of lotus petals were floating down from the golden lotus.

When the petals fell, they were attracted by the surrounding pistils and attached to the pillars.

The more the style absorbs, the thicker it becomes.

The space for eight people was getting smaller and narrower.

Han Xiangzi frowned: "The golden lotus keeps falling, and the space between you and me is getting smaller and smaller."

"If this continues, won't everyone be trapped by this pillar? What should we do?"