Chapter 240 239 One Fortune, Two Opportunities

Chapter 240 239. One fortune, two opportunities

The attacks and defenses of the three-day monks had no effect on these sea chrysanthemum clones.

Even Lin Likong and his friends at the seventh-level realm might be able to resist these sea chrysanthemum clones for a while, but they would be in danger if they continued for a long time.

They had only one choice:

Run!

Run now!

Unable to stop the sea chrysanthemum clones from falling to the ground, Lin Likong turned around and left Dahei Mountain immediately.

There was a seventh-level elder of the Jiangzhou Lin clan. Although he knew the danger of this monster, he walked a step slower in order to rescue the younger generation of the same clan, and was immediately entangled by the sea chrysanthemum clones.

He was strong.

So more than ten white chrysanthemums greeted him at the same time.

In a short while, blood was seen.

The entire Dahei Mountain was full of killings.

There were children of the Lin clan who fled down Dahei Mountain with Lin Likong.

But immediately, a large number of long-haired white chrysanthemums fell from the mountain, chasing them closely and killing the group of Lin clan children one by one.

The remaining long-haired white chrysanthemums that had not yet seen blood continued to chase Lin Likong.

Lei Jun looked from afar and suddenly saw a monstrous sword energy rushing into the sky in the direction where Lin Likong fled.

The sword energy was cold and even more violent and cold than the blizzard in the ice and snow of the northern country. It can be seen that it was the direct family learning of the Youzhou Lin clan.

The invisible sword energy swept, and its momentum was far greater than the north wind that Lin Likong had previously used poetry to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The Confucian swordsmanship of a great scholar of the eighth heaven of the Youzhou Lin clan.

In addition to Lin Likong, the Youzhou Lin clan indeed had more powerful people who came to this snowy mountain in the northern border.

It was only out of consideration to temporarily avoid irritating the Tang court that they temporarily stayed away from the Dahei Mountain area and did not approach it at the first time.

But a surprising change suddenly occurred in Dahei Mountain, and finally forced the Eighth Heaven's Youzhou Lin Clan Patriarch out.

The Sea King Chrysanthemum clone was indeed fierce. Facing the blizzard formed by the surging sword energy, although the white silk was damaged and broken, most of the silk threads could still be maintained.

It seemed gentle, but it rushed through the wind and snow fiercely and continued to attack the two Youzhou Lin Clan's great scholars.

No wonder the people of the Lin Clan and Dakong Temple had high hopes for this monster.

Although the Eighth Heaven's State Governing Realm's Youzhou Lin Clan Patriarch's sword was fierce, in order to protect Lin Likong, who was less cultivated, he did not fight head-on with the many Sea King Chrysanthemum clones, but fought and retreated away.

The long-silk white chrysanthemum was like a bloodthirsty shark group, chasing the blizzard and gradually disappeared in the sky.

Lei Jun saw it from a distance, thinking in his heart.

The two Lin Clan great scholars knew the general situation of the long-silk white chrysanthemum. Now taking such a measure may mean that the long-silk white chrysanthemum cannot last too long.

Temporarily avoiding their sharp edge may cause these monsters to exhaust their strength and wither.

Of course, the premise is that they can be held back first.

Lei Jun did not catch up to see the result, but looked at the Great Black Mountain from afar and observed the long-threaded white chrysanthemums that were still on the mountain.

These monsters can no longer be called white chrysanthemums at this moment.

After drinking blood, each one is as red as blood.

But after a killing, these monsters that devour flesh and blood and spiritual energy did not grow stronger.

The thin and long silk ribbons stretched out by the blood chrysanthemums, on the contrary, showed a withered posture.

After a while, the silk ribbons turned from blood red to dark red, and finally to pitch black, shrinking continuously.

Killing accelerated the lives of these monsters to the end.

The long-threaded white chrysanthemums that entangled Lin Likong and the others before were not stained with blood, but could survive longer.

"No wonder they are not in tune with the real big monster Sea King Chrysanthemum. Strictly speaking, they cannot be regarded as the clones of Sea King Chrysanthemum." Lei Jun understood.

He observed the changes of the monsters from a distance and speculated that these monsters were indeed related to the sea chrysanthemum, but to be precise, they were more like the remains of a gecko after it cut off its tail to survive.

It may be that after the sea chrysanthemum was severely injured by the queen, the injury continued and was difficult to heal, and it was eventually forced to cut off part of its body to heal.

It should be a serious injury to the vitality, and it will not be used easily.

However, it is a big monster equivalent to the cultivation of the ninth-level masters of the human race. It is fierce. These remnants are also used to share the power of the queen, so they are divided into strange monsters that look like long white chrysanthemums.

Dakong Temple got it, which can be regarded as waste recycling.

Taoist Lei thinks this idea is very good.

It is even better to find some work for the Youzhou Lin clan masters lurking nearby.

The two sides temporarily offset each other, so that Tang Xiaotang has fewer worries.

... Well, looking at the unrestrained fighting style of a certain heavenly master, it seems that there is really no worry.

Shangguan Ning contacted the Tang court before to inform the imperial family, and the capital has already responded.

The Tang court will also have masters secretly coming north to this area, but the exact arrival time is unknown.

I hope that the talents will not arrive until the end of the play.

Lei Jun shook his head slightly.

On the Dahei Mountain, there is a dead silence at this moment.

Most of the Lin clan cultivators died under the rampage of monsters, including the Jiangzhou Lin clan seventh-level elder who failed to escape. He was besieged by all the remaining monsters and eventually died. From a certain perspective, his death was somewhat cowardly and unjust.

After the large-scale rampage, the monsters also exhausted their last vitality and withered.

It has turned into black debris, and under the whistling north wind, it even disintegrates and dissipates like ashes, and disappears with the wind.

Lei Jun looked at the sky above the top of the Dahei Mountain.

He could still vaguely sense the abnormality of the void realm.

But there were no more changes there. To the naked eye, except for the wind and snow, it was no different from the ordinary sky.

Should we see if the junior sister has any gains at Longgu Ridge?

Or should we look for it somewhere else... Lei Jun pondered.

As he was thinking, a ball of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and words appeared:

[The road to heaven rises step by step, and the wild culture changes from disaster to blessing. ]

Lei Jun raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.

He looked at the sky above Dahei Mountain, wondering if the so-called "road to heaven rises step by step" refers to the sky above the top of the mountain leading to the foreign void, or something else?

This time, the ball of light opened four fortunes:

[Middle-high fortune, go to Songye Ridge first, wait for the right time, and then go to Dahei Mountain. There is a chance to get a third-grade opportunity and a fourth-grade opportunity. There are a few waves at present, no major risks, but hidden dangers are buried, so you should be cautious in the future, auspicious. ]

[Middle-high fortune, stay away from Dahei Mountain, Longgu Ridge, and Chengu Mountain, no extra gains, and no losses, flat. ]

[Middle-low fortune, go to Longgu Ridge, no extra gains, may encounter certain risks, ominous. 】

【Middle-low sign, go to Chengu Mountain, no extra gains, may encounter certain risks, bad luck. 】

Lei Jun read the fortune, looked around, and the relevant maps he had read before appeared in his mind.

Although those snow mountain maps were not very surprising, this time, Lei Jun vaguely guessed the dangers pointed to by the two middle-low signs.

The direction where Lin Likong and the others retreated should be the so-called Chengu Mountain.

After all, there is an eighth-level master here, and there are not as many monsters entangled and pursued as at the beginning.

The two elders of the Youzhou Lin family should be able to deal with those monsters.

On the other hand, if Lei Jun goes there again, they may become a threat.

That is a great scholar in the eighth-level realm, with keen perception. Lei Jun can't absolutely guarantee to hide from the other party by hiding with the Heavenly Master Seal.

Several eighth-level masters are fighting on the Dragon Bone Ridge. Although their attention is on each other, the battlefield is dangerous, and it may also be dangerous to approach rashly.

And the middle-high sign, go to Songye Ridge first, and then return to Dahei Mountain?

Songye Ridge... Lei Jun pondered for a moment, and finally looked at the sky above Dahei Mountain, then turned and left.

The benefits predicted by this lucky draw are really good.

A third-grade opportunity plus a fourth-grade opportunity, it can be said that luck is off the charts!

But the reason why it is a middle-upper draw instead of a very good one is that...

There is no big risk at present, but there may be troubles in the future.

Not knowing Xu Yuanzhen's current specific situation, Lei Jun thought about it and decided to try this middle-upper draw.

While hiding his own figure, he recalled the terrain of this mountainous area and slowly found the vicinity of Songye Ridge.

The Tianmu mirror lit up, and the huge illusory pupil flashed in the sky.

Lei Jun's insight at this moment is comparable to that of some upper three-day cultivators.

Although he couldn't show his full strength for the sake of his own concealment, he still found something after spending more time.

In a snow valley under Songye Ridge, it seemed peaceful, with only ice and snow accumulating.

But the direction of the spiritual energy here was vaguely changing.

Lei Jun did not change his expression and approached quietly.

He first climbed to the top of Songye Ridge.

Here, a Jiangzhou Lin clan member who practiced the Confucian archery tradition was hiding and ambushing.

Most of the cultivators who inherited the archery tradition had sharp perception and insight, especially after reaching the fourth level of the heart eye realm.

If one practices further to improve perception and insight on the basis of the heart eye, the advantage in this aspect will be even greater.

But this Lin clan member was no match for Lei Jun in this aspect.

In particular, his hiding skills were far worse than Lei Jun's.

Silently, Lei Jun came to the other side, then clasped his hands around the other's head and neck and twisted it.

He quietly put down the limp body, then went down the mountain and entered the Snow Valley.

The Snow Valley was disguised by some methods, so it could not be seen as abnormal from the outside world, but it was a different world inside.

Various sacrificial utensils such as 簠, 簋, 笾, and 豋 were laid out, and a classical sacrifice was being performed.

There were not many people performing the sacrifice, only five, and the leader was a young-looking woman.

Tianshi Mansion has dealt with Jiangzhou Lin Clan too much. Lei Jun only needs to look at her side face to know that it is Lin Che's daughter Lin Qing. Among the young generation of cultivators in Jiangzhou, she is one of the best after Lin Zhen and Lin Lang. She has the hope of reaching the highest level in three days within a hundred years.

Although there are few Lin Clan members here, the sacrifice ceremony is grand and formal.

In the central main sacrifice place, a copper tripod is placed, and green smoke is curling in the tripod, which vaguely turns into a mountain and river scene above the tripod.

Most of the methods are not secrets to Lei Jun now. Even if he can't see through the details in a short time, he can understand the general idea after observation.

The Lin Clan is indeed trying to block the void "portal" above Dahei Mountain.

It's hard for them to have a second backup plan in addition to Longguling. They quietly set up another stall on Songyeling.

However, Songyeling is new, unlike Longguling, which has been operating for a long time, which means that the sacrifice ceremony of Lin Qing and others is still in its infancy.

Then, there is the possibility of doing something in reverse.

The fortune of the middle and upper horoscope mentioned that they would first come to Songye Ridge and then return to Dahei Mountain. It seemed that this was the destination... Lei Jun calmly took out a metal rail and raised his hand to point at Lin Qing.

The next moment, the air between the two of them seemed to twist and set off waves.

"Snap!"

"Bang!"

Lin Qing focused on the ritual and inevitably overlooked the movements around her, alerting more of the Lin clan's sharpshooters who relied on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, before she could make any move, the white clothes on her body suddenly turned black, as if stained with ink.

The black clothes expanded outward, as if to form an ink mountain to cover and protect Lin Qing.

But the Ink Mountain had not yet fully stood up, and was still in the stage of expanding outwards, when it broke apart with a "pop" and turned into flying fragments.

Fortunately, the Ink Mountain bought a moment of time, allowing Lin Qing to have time to fly out another protective treasure in the shape of an inkstone.

But this inkstone was also directly shattered with a "clang" sound.

Lin Qing himself had time to react, moving and dodging, while turning his head, and saw a tall Taoist priest in a crimson Taoist robe.

Tianshi Mansion, Lei Jun!

Lin Qing was very familiar with the appearance of the man.

But she was unfamiliar with the thing in Lei Jun's hand.

Just as Lin Qing was calling other members of the same clan to be careful and was about to contact her father Lin Che...

"Bang!"

The daughter of the Lin clan leader, who had just turned around, had a big hole in her chest and abdomen.

The wound on her back was even more terrifying.

Although she was protected by the Haoran Qi, she was still unable to resist the bombardment of Lei Jun's second Yuanci Sword Ball.

He guessed that as Lin Qing was the daughter of Lin Che, she must have some protective treasures on her body. She wanted to fight quickly and decisively, and directly sent two Yuanci Sword Pills to the opponent.

It was indeed a good Confucian treasure, which could vaguely detect the movement of his Yuanci force condensation and respond quickly.

This was related to the fact that Lei Jun's attack distance was relatively close this time.

On the other hand, at this distance, his accuracy was too guaranteed.

Lin Qing didn't even have the chance to consider whether to fight Lei Jun in close combat or to keep a distance, and was directly hit and thrown backwards.

She had a holy body bone, and in addition to her rapid progress in cultivation, her actual combat method was also well-known.

But now she had no chance to attack at all...

In a flash, this proud girl of the Jiangzhou Lin clan, who was at the sixth level of the sky, died with her eyes wide open, and blood was all over the ground.

The other Lin clan members were shocked by the sudden change, but they quickly came to their senses.

But they were not as strong as Lin Qing, and they were soon solved by Lei Jun.

Lei Jun did not pause for a moment. While putting away the metal rails, he quickly used the dark side of the Heavenly Book to deal with the scene.

But he did not destroy the sacrifice.

He walked to the bronze tripod and quickly wrote complex runes in the air with his fingers.

The runes flashed with brilliance, leaving traces in the air. After they were formed and stabilized, they were accurately printed on the bronze tripod.

Seeing this, Lei Jun turned around and walked away, disappearing in the snow.

Maybe it was the father and daughter who were connected, or he had been paying attention to the ritual sacrifices in Songye Ridge.

Although the Songye Ridge area was also quietly shielded by Lei Jun's Yuan magnetic force, Lin Che, the head of the Jiangzhou Lin Clan, who was above Longgu Ridge in the distance, was still slightly shaken.

He looked in the direction of Songye Ridge.

It seemed to be calm there.

Lin Che was not sure what happened there, but he felt something was wrong.

In this case, not knowing the truth actually meant that something had happened. The reason why it felt mild was because the other party had a master interfering!

But Lin Che had no time to split himself at the moment.

As soon as he glanced at Songye Ridge, he saw a golden light flashing in front of his eyes, and was almost swallowed by the golden light.

Above Longgu Ridge, the true fire had been completely ignited.

The half-gold and half-green Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram shone in all directions, and the combination of Yin and Yang had already shown the image of a dragon and a tiger roaring together.

"... Crazy woman!" Lin Che wanted to let Lin Yuwei go to see the situation, but now he had to deal with someone who was about to go crazy.

In the snow valley of Songye Ridge, the sacrifice was still going on, but it had completely changed.

Without anyone to preside over it, the distorted ritual sacrifice was like a wild horse running away.

The bronze tripod kept shaking in place, and cracks began to appear with the runes on the tripod as the center, and continued to expand to the surroundings.

In the end, the bronze tripod completely collapsed, and fragments flew everywhere.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the chaotic sacrifice completely collapsed at this moment.

There was a brilliance, rising from the snow valley under Songye Ridge and straight into the sky.

As the snow valley shook, an avalanche began, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the ground cracked.

The flow of the earth's spiritual energy was disrupted.

It was similar to the turmoil in Longgu Ridge earlier.

The mountains rose and fell, as if there was an angry dragon constantly shuttling and rolling underground, causing the ground to shake in all directions.

One of the underground "angry dragons" reached the distant Dahei Mountain.

The Dahei Mountain, which was silent a moment ago, was also shaken at this time.

However, Dahei Mountain did not crack or collapse.

It was just that the spiritual energy of the world centered on it changed as a whole.

The wind and snow calmed down and disappeared almost instantly.

The heavy clouds in the sky also dissipated, and the afternoon sunlight scattered from the sky.

The spiritual energy condensed and formed a seemingly substantial air column, standing on the top of Dahei Mountain, connecting heaven and earth.

At the top of the mountain, at the edge of the air column, the void was rippling, and at this moment it seemed like real ripples, spreading around.

Surrounding the air column, a somewhat vague boundary was formed.

After Lei Jun left Songye Ridge, he rushed back to the vicinity of Dahei Mountain.

He did not rush to approach it at the first time.

Although the appearance was a bit strange, it should be the void "portal" that Lin Che had been thinking about.

The question is, what's next?

Dahei Mountain changed, but Xu Yuanzhen did not show up.

The so-called third-grade and fourth-grade opportunities mentioned in the middle and upper divinations were not seen around the mountain area.

So, you want me to go in too?

I hope it's not easy to get in but hard to get out. If you lock me and my eldest sister in together, the people of the Lin family will laugh their heads off... Lei Jun took a deep breath.

At this time, another figure in the distance was flying in the air, also rushing towards Dahei Mountain.

An old man in Confucian clothes.

It was Lin Likong, the seventh-level patriarch of the Youzhou Lin family who had escaped before.

It was just that Lin Likong looked a little embarrassed at the moment, no longer as elegant as before, his clothes were stained with blood and he didn't care to change them, and his spirit was rare and weak. It was obvious that the monsters had made this old man suffer.

But he didn't care about recuperation, and hurried back to Dahei Mountain, and was shocked to see the shocking changes happening in front of him.

"The monsters in Dakong Temple went wrong, and the sacrifices in Jiangzhou also went wrong?!"

Lin Likong's perception ability was reduced by the injury, but he was immediately alert when he saw this scene.

"On the green mountains of pine and cypress, the city..." Although he hadn't found the enemy yet, Lin Likong started chanting in advance.

A master of the Confucian chanting lineage in the seventh heaven of the divine realm can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, communicate with nature, and call the wind and rain without speaking, but the effect is not as effective as formally speaking.

Lin Likong was injured at the moment, and his strength was not as good as normal, so he didn't dare to save trouble easily, and he was more careful at this time.

But before he finished a poem, he saw a subtle flash of lightning in the distance!

In front of Lin Likong, there were pine and cypress trees and green mountains to protect him, and the city gradually took shape.

But...

"Bang——"

The explosion sounded dull, and it sounded like only one sound, but it seemed like several sounds overlapped.

And along with the sound, there was a thunderous roar that shook the earth!

The still illusory city was directly dissipated.

The tall pine and cypress trees broke their trunks.

The towering green mountains were pierced in the middle, leaving a clear hole that went through the front and back.

Three.

Lin Likong, who was protected by the pine and cypress trees, also had three more big holes on his body.

One was incomplete, and flew past his body, leaving only a semicircular gap on his side, and also lifted off one of his arms.

The other was very complete, hitting the chest and abdomen of the old man in Confucian clothes, opening a huge hole, and the wound was bloody and charred.

There was another one, which made Lin Likong himself particularly incomplete. It happened to hit Lin Likong's mouth and nose...

While completely blasting back the unfinished poem of the great scholar, it also blasted off his head.

In the distance, on a snowy mountain, Lei Jun sat cross-legged, taking deep breaths to recover his lost mana.

Above his head, three metal rails formed a "品" shape, suspended in midair.

(PS: The selected verses in this chapter are from Li Duan's "Two Elegies for Zhang Zuocheng" in the Tang Dynasty. The full poem is as follows: "White flags hang low over the cold water, clear flutes sound in the morning breeze. Birds come to hurt Jia Fu, and Ma Li buries Teng Gong. On the green hills of pines and cypresses, in the city in the daytime, the present and the past are separated, only the moonlight is the same. Misfortunes gather when the hook is lost, and disasters arise when the sword suddenly flies. There is no way to worship the sun, and the memory of returning from heaven is vain. The gatekeepers watch the burial, and the palace officials recognize the clothes given. After the mourning and gifting in the East Hall, there are few old ministers from now on.")