Chapter 480: Heavy Snow in the Vault of Heaven (Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Pass)
Chapter 480
Vault of Snow
Back in the courtyard, Zong Shou left the spirit fruit and spirit wine in the lobby. [This chapter is updated by netizens] Then I was alone and stepped into my quiet room.
I saw that this small forty-foot space has completely transformed into two worlds of light and darkness.
On the dark side, there is not even a trace of light. Half of the light is so white that it is dazzling.
The two spirit beads that have been transformed into rough blanks of black and white holes can no longer be seen. Even if the spiritual sense is opened, half of it will be repelled, half will be absorbed, and it cannot be relieved at all.
Fortunately, at this time, the two pearls of Liuli Huoli and Anjihan Yuan. He has already been sacrificed by him to the point where his mind and soul are connected, and he can feel him even a few miles away.
It can also be clearly felt that at this moment, a spiritual bridge of passage has been built between the rough blanks of black and white.
The dark extreme cold yuan pearl is no longer just a way to store the absorbed spiritual energy deep inside the pearl. And the Glazed Fire Bead no longer needs to burn its source.
Between the two, a cycle has been formed, which is endless and endless.
Looking in front of him, Zong Shou hesitated slightly.
To step into this step by myself, either in the seventh-level realm, with the help of external forces, directly achieve the Dharma. Either the foundation is completely destroyed, the soul sea is abandoned, or even life is in danger!
The possibility of success is estimated to be only 30%.
Frowning and contemplating, after a while, Zong Shou smiled coldly, stepped forward abruptly, and sat down at the intersection of black and white.
A few spirit decisions were printed, and Zong Shou also said the word "receive" at the same time.
Immediately, this black and white, invisible spiritual light suddenly gathered in a cage. Directly rushing in from his Shenxiao acupoint, blending into the depths of his primordial soul.
Zong Shou's complexion also turned blue immediately. I just felt that in my mind, half of it was cold, and the other half was hot, which almost made him collapse immediately.
Without hesitation, Zong Shou reached out again and took a glazed jade bottle in his hand.
A few drops of yu-white psychic liquid flew out one by one, which was exactly the essence of the spirit that Long Ying had asked for from Ling Yunzong for him that day. And these bits of spiritual liquid also escaped into the space between his eyebrows.
Then the whole primordial soul immediately loosened. Thoughts that had almost stopped, became active again.
The two soul vortexes that were on the verge of collapse also started to rotate again.
At this time, Zong Shou had the purest mind and tried his best to control the two black and white spirit beads. Up and down, into the center of the soul sea vortex.
Then there was only a sound of 'boom', and the two vortexes suddenly exploded. But just when he was about to collapse, all his soul power began to revolve around the two pearls of Glazed Flame and Anjihan Yuan as the core.
The soul sea is rebuilt, but one side is dark and deep, and the other is dazzling light,
After a long time, until the situation within Yuanhun was completely stabilized. Zong Shoucai let out a breath, knowing that this step has been completed.
But he didn't feel slack, hitting the seventh level and gathering Dharma, this is just the beginning. The most dangerous hurdle is still far away.
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Seven days later, within the vault of heaven, within the main hall of the school. Fang Wenzheng frowned and looked in front of him.
It was a mirage of cloud and light, and it could be seen outside the dome, in that wide space-time rift. A large number of monks are gathering here. It is densely packed, and if you count it roughly, it is astonishingly huge as 4,300.
And almost everyone's cultivation base is at least above the sixth level. There are four hundred strong men above the seventh rank.
Loose cultivators accounted for about a quarter, and the rest were monks from various sects in the cloud world.
"This desperate desire is really a headache!"
Fang Wen really only felt a pain in his brain, and he was in constant labor pain. Around him, the elders of the academy also frowned slightly, as if they were also worried.
"It's okay for these people to gather here. What I'm afraid of is that people with ulterior motives will harm our common people. We still need to find a way to solve it—"
Fang Wen looked at the person who spoke, and saw that it was a woman in her twenties, with worried eyes, looking at the phantom in the center.
This is a strong man in the spiritual realm, and he is also an elder of Taiyuanzong. In recent years, due to a long period of practice, it is necessary to rebuild the road foundation. Therefore, I returned to the cloud realm and took shelter of the sect. But because of his strong cultivation base, he can only stay in the sky and take the position of elder of the academy by the way.
The spiritual chaos in the cloud world is low, and even an eighth-level martial arts spiritual master cannot stay outside for too long.
If it is impossible to find a suitable spiritual place for practice, it will even damage the Daoist foundation.
That's why those sacred lands and many spiritual mountains are so important and regarded as the foundation of sects.
If you practice spiritually, it will be difficult to maintain your own state, not to mention further cultivation.
"It's definitely not about the origin and background, and it's all good, I'm afraid I can't force it—"
"Hmph! Even if there is a sacred state behind this person. But I, the common people, why should I be afraid?"
"The rise of spiritual chaos will also be a world of great conflict. The sects are constantly fighting, and our common people will inevitably be involved in it, and we will not be able to escape. If you have to at this time, it is better not to stand up against a strong enemy!"
"This is a strategy of appeasement! I am ashamed to say it! Since the common people have been living for thousands of years, they have been accused by thousands of people, and they are enemies on all sides. Who are they afraid of?"
"This method is indeed inappropriate. However, forcing Jueyu to leave should be the last resort."
"According to me, let Zong Shou fight him!"
"But if my uncle doesn't want to, what can we do?"
Fang Wen rubbed his eyebrows, then turned to look at Han Fang. Ever since the battle between Chuxue and Jueyu that day, his uncle has been frowning. At this moment, Yin was also sullen, holding a golden communication talisman that she had only received not long ago, as if she was meditating on something.
Seemingly feeling Fang Wen's gaze, Han Fang came back to his senses, and then smiled wryly: "It's the two masters Xuan Jing and Xuan Xuan who talked about Chuxue."
The entire main hall of the school was immediately silent. Everyone is watching the nose with the eyes and the heart with the nose.
Lin Xuanjing, Lin Xuanxuan, the ancestor of the Taiyuan Sect and the ancestor of the Seven Spirits Sect. Xizi's confidante in the past is also the only two first-generation patriarchs in the Cangsheng Dao at this time.
Han Fang gave the group of 'elders' a cold look. Of these people, who 'leaked' the news, he naturally knew it well. Then he said again: "It is said that within the next few years, I will return to the cloud world once to inspect the younger generation. It is rare for the two uncles to return. I need to be treated well, and I must not disappoint the two uncles. This is also the way of my life. New disciple, a rare opportunity—"
Fang Wen was even more entangled, a desperate desire was enough to give him a headache. It hasn't been solved yet, why did these two master uncles pop up again?
It's just that I can't wait to hand over the position of the Palace Master immediately. Even if it's for that unreliable Fairy Lingbo, it doesn't matter.
Just thinking about it, Fang Wen was startled suddenly, and looked outside the main hall door. Then he stood up suddenly, and walked out like a dragon and a tiger.
"Snowing!"
Looking at the sky above, I saw that the sky was gathering a tumbling dark cloud. Pieces of snowflakes are slowly falling.
Several people from the Korean side also entered the main hall of the school. Then they were all stunned and looked at the sky.
"what happened?"
"How could it be snowing in this vault. Could it be that someone did it in the vault?"
The elders all looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
In this dome, although the sun and the moon are also simulated, the day and night change. But after all, it is not the real world, the four seasons are like spring all year round, there is no seasonal change, let alone 'snow'.
What exactly is going on? It's unbelievable--
"It's not just snowing, can you feel the change of the spirit of the world?"
"Hmm! Everything has come to a standstill—"
Almost all the spirits of heaven and earth are not flowing at this moment, appearing extremely dull and lifeless. It seemed to be completely frozen by an inexplicable force.
Han Fang's expression was slightly gloomy, he had never seen this situation before. Spiritual thoughts swept all over, but I still don't know the reason.
In the end, he could only look in the direction of the No. 1 courtyard. Could it be that this celestial change is related to that guy?
Immediately there was a dumbfounded smile, how could it be possible? All psychic powers within a radius of one hundred thousand feet. Even he can only barely have such ability.
This situation is not so much man-made. Rather, it is a sign of the sky, and it should not be limited to the sky.
And secretly wondering, who is it and what kind of thing caused such a big commotion?
Could it be that the legendary God Emperor, who will rule thousands of worlds, was born? But isn't that going to be decades away?
"Why is it snowing?"
"This is the first time I've seen—
At the same time, there were more than a dozen lecture halls in Cangsheng Palace. Most of the disciples of the Cangsheng Academy poured out from the palace gate.
The dozen or so lecturers also walked out of the hall without stopping them, and looked up.
Yuan Fei also walked out of the lecture hall, with an extremely uncomfortable and sneaky expression, as if he was afraid of being noticed by others.
Since the battle with Jueyu, the arrogance in his eyes has faded a lot.
It's better to be desperate, he can still comfort himself. That jue yu is really too strong, a young swordsman who has swept away all the factions in the cloud world and has almost invincible swordsmanship. With the eighth level of strength, regardless of everything, and with all his strength, he can naturally be crushed!
But even that Xuechu was far better than him. With the strength of just entering the seventh level, he will not fall behind in the battle against Jueyu. This is really unacceptable.
It was also the first time that he knew that he thought he was the proud son of heaven. But in this world, there are countless stronger characters.
I am twenty years old and have entered the seventh-order peak. In fact, there is nothing to be proud of. It's nothing compared to these people. The master always told him to guard against arrogance and anger, but he always couldn't do it, and he never cared about it.
But it wasn't until that day that he fully woke up. If this goes on like this, sooner or later, he will get into big trouble. Even if it's a fluke, no one will stare at him because of his arrogance, and something will probably happen. Either it will damage the Dao foundation, or you will die from negligence, so you should take it as a warning.
As the crowd walked out, Yuan Fei glanced up, and then was startled.
It actually snowed——
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