The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 593



Chapter 593

Chapter 624: Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting!

“Boom!”

Bu Feifan hit the Yellow Dragon real person with the Killing Spear.

In the horrible howl of a pig, the real Yellow Dragon retreated quickly. His Houtian Supreme Duster was directly exploded by the Gunkiller, and the dust flew away in the sky, which was already ruined.

“Roar!”

The sound of the dragon chants, nine fire dragons lingering, burning the void, enveloping the extraordinary figure.

This is the real Taiyi shot. He was immortal, wearing a raging fire robe, but he was fierce, and directly hit the strongest blow of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

“Everyone fellow daoist, first go to Chaos Minor World to get the first level of Long Qiuxue!”

The real Taiyi made a long voice, and dozens of quasi-sages wanted to join the Chaos Minor World.

“Roar!”

Amidst the raging fire, his steps were extraordinary and roaring, he was dancing with black hair, twisting and roaring like a dragon and a snake.

“Boom!”

The violent literary spirit, like a volcanic eruption, rushed out of Bu Huan’s body, surging like a stormy sea, sweeping through the wilds, and directly rushing away the nine fire dragons.

The Nine Fire Gods shroud re-emerged into the body, but it was a golden cover, overflowing with glow, nine dragons entrenched on it, the dragon’s mouth swallowed fire, and the fire inside the cover was fierce, but it was Samādhi real fire that was all forged.

The real Taiyi has a long beard and hair. At this time, he has a kind of Vajra’s angry majesty. He is the leader of dozens of quasi-sages.

“go!”

The real man Taiyi threw the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, the dragon breathed fire, and the Samādhi real fire rendered the vast expanse of the sky, and even once blocked the subsequent people from going to the Chaos Minor World.

The fire that Jiulong vomited before, but ordinary fire, can be easily confronted with extraordinary steps, but the fire at this time is the real Samādhi real fire. If the Xiantian spirit treasure is forged by this thing for a long time, the true spirit within will also be forged. burn.

Even if Bu Feihua absorbed the blood of the Black Emperor Dragon, and was filled with Haoran’s righteous energy, he still didn’t dare to stun him.

The large flames are turbulent like waves, and the arrogance of destruction will be drowned out.

He had no choice but to retreat with the electric shot at Bufei, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

“Yes!”

Bu Feihua’s expression brightened. If he wanted to deal with fire, he could only think of Yuxue’s poems.

As a librarian in his previous life, Bu Feihua has thousands of poems written by ancient people of that era in his mind.

One of them opened up a country, a supreme figure in a new era, once had such a poem that described Xue to the extreme, which happened to be used by Bu Fei.

“The scenery of the Northland is frozen for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for thousands of miles!”

This sentence was whispered by Step Feihua, and instantly there was a vision above the sky.

The Northern Wilderness, since ancient times, has also been called the Northern Kingdom and the Northern Territory by some people in the city.

What is the biggest feature of Northern Wilderness? There is no doubt that it is snow.

The Central Plains has a pleasant climate, like spring all year round, and there is no snow at all, while the West Wilds, covered in every corner by the boundless Buddha light, there is no snow.

As for the Eastern Wasteland, close to the East China Sea, the snow is only sleet under the influence of the sea breeze. There is no snow that can truly freeze the vast expanse of millions of miles of territory.

The last is the Southern Wilderness, where the temperature is characterized by sweltering heat, with continuous rain and rain all year round, not to mention snow.

Only the Northern Wilderness has snow, and only this vicissitudes of life on the barren continent has that kind of icy and snowy wonder.

In the mortal world, some poets describe the other four great wildernesses. The poems about the other four wildernesses are widely spread. There is only the northern wilderness, without any beautiful and pleasant scenery, and the environment is harsh. The tyrannical north wind persists throughout the year. Write.

Every blizzard, how many people will freeze to death in the mortal world, so it is spread in the wild world that blizzard is a means of punishing the creatures in the northern wilderness. Here, no one likes to snow.

And today, the poem Bu Fei Fei specializes in snow!

The vision is very magnificent, flowers, plants, insects and birds have spirits, and the prehistoric world has spirits, and the northern wilderness also has spirits that belong to it.

“Boom!”

It wasn’t midwinter at this time, but there were waves of winter thunder above the sky.

In an instant, the cold current hovered around the world, the north wind whimpered, and patches of goose feathers were falling.

One piece of snow, two pieces of snow, or even ten thousand pieces of snow, cannot stop the real fire of Samādhi at all.

But this is a large-scale change in the great environment of the Northern Wilderness, forcibly blocking the real fire of Samādhi.

“Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but recklessness; the river is up and down, suddenly lost!”

Within the Northern Wilderness, a majestic and long ancient city appeared out of thin air. It was not so long as to be able to see it.

The blizzard is getting bigger and bigger. There is a silver suit between the sky and the earth, but it is said that in the northern wilderness, there is a river from the North Sea that traverses most of the northern wilderness, called the Lancang River.

At this time, the billowing Lancang River suddenly calmed down, the surface of the river was frozen, and there was no more turbulence.

The nine fire-breathing divine dragons, accompanied by a clicking sound, were also frozen at this moment, despite the call of the real Taiyi, they did not respond.

The lifelike ice sculptures are like exquisite works of art, and even the invisible real fire of Samādhi, which is ejected by the dragon, is frozen.

“This is, this is, this cold current communicates the spirit of the Northern Desolation, and this poem borrows the power of the world!”

Madam Taiyi was shocked, and even the dozens of quasi-sages who were about to rush up later stopped.

The two million creatures onlookers were all horrified.

“Is this Confucianism and Taoism? Can a word be so terrible?!”

“This poem has definitely entered the holy level, and the most important thing is that the poem communicated with the spirit of the Northern Desolation and gained its approval. This snow, this cold current, and the majesty of the big environment, this is substantiated, this is Real snow, not pure vision!”

“That’s the real fire of Samādhi. After being exposed to this fire for a long time, the Xiantian Lingbao will be melted, but it has been frozen by the change of heaven and earth triggered by a word!”

During the blizzard, even the cultivators who had no feeling for the harsh environment for a long time felt that they couldn’t help shuddering, their teeth shivering, and they couldn’t help themselves.

And that big piece of Samādhi, like the Nine Heavens Galaxy Cluster hanging down in a sea of ​​real fire, was frozen by the cold current, which opened the eyes of these people even more.


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