Chapter 21 Blessing and Misfortune

The old way is gone, and the remnants of the power still exist. Water and fire are exciting, and the water spirit is evaporated into steam, and then the rain falls to the ground. Although it can be repeated, the rain is getting thinner and thinner, and it has been worn away a lot. Ling Xiao closed his eyes slightly, holding a sword in his left hand and pointing to the sky on his right. He stood still like a statue and continued to force out water and maintain the circulation.

Outside her wandering objects, she found that the rising cloud was herself, and the falling clouds were also herself. Every time I go through the universe, it is like walking through reincarnation. When it rained, it was born in clouds and died on the ground. The three people in their eyes seemed to be floating light and shadow, which was fleeting. When the water was born in the rain and died in the steam, the three people in their eyes seemed to be pressed against the sky above their heads. Although the sky is big, it can't kill itself. When Huaqi was born in water and died in the clouds, the three of them seemed to have a big dream last night and gradually faded away. Huayun was born in steam and died in the rain. In his eyes, the three people looked like summer worms and well frogs, which were so insignificant in the vast world.

Her heart was divided into six and merged into one: "Where did I come from and where did I die? Who am I and who are they? What is life and what is death? With doubts, look around, like overlooking the sky and the earth. Both sides of the Jinjiang River have beautiful scenery. The rainbow shuttles between mountains and rivers, and he is a busy monk. It seems to be close at hand, and not only can they distinguish their breath and cultivation, but also their joys and sorrows can be seen clearly. But there seems to be a layer of mist in front of everyone. Even if they see it, they can't remember it. In a trance, the sea and the people are all wrong. Their existence seems to be just a symbol.

"Who are they and who am I? Where is this? What year is this evening?" She was even more confused. Looking into the distance, she suddenly saw seven gray Taoists sitting in the sky outside the Elder Peak. Seven people gathered in a circle, as if they were guarding something. Just as I was about to look closely, my heart was shocked and seemed to be stared at, and there was a eighth person in the middle. I didn't think much about it and looked elsewhere.

In the "E elder peak cave", the foggy aura rolled and covered the ground. The wind-like glow rose and shrank and distorted, covering the sky. The aura circulates around, like a sunset in the sky, hollowing out eight red stalactite pillars.

The top of the stone pillar is as smooth as a mirror, and there is a white-bearded old road sitting on each disk. Compared with the surroundings, it is quiet and charming. Seven people wore gray robes and each printed with their right hands. Only one of them printed with both hands, and his red clothes were like blood and flowing light, as if they were shining with the surrounding glow.

He suddenly opened his eyes while sitting and slowly closed them. The rest were slightly sensitive. One of them closed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Someone realized and saw through this heavenly boundary!" The red-robed Taoist explained casually: "I hope it's a good omen! Open the seal and we will continue." The others nodded slightly and played a spiritual force backwards, and there was no movement.

Rong Hui's discomfort gradually decreased, and he slowly calmed down: "Another trouble!" After taking a breath, he went to see the two women around him. It was found that Rong Xue had regained her mind, and Ling Xiao was still standing still like a statue. The "water spirit" in his body slowly overflowed from his fingers and was still grinding the "fire".

If God looks at people, he looks directly at the soul. Rong Hui saw that her qi and blood were smooth, but her soul fluctuated very strangely, as if she was thinking deeply. Seeing that my sister stretched out her hand to wake her up, she quickly grabbed her and said, "Let's wait!" With that, he sat at the stone table and was alerted.

He saw that Ling Xiao was about to run out of power, but he still didn't wake up for fear that she would collapse and die. He lowered his heart and raised his hand to point to the "spirit platform" behind her. The spiritual power was everywhere, and Ling Xiao's whole body was shocked. Rong Xue slowly opened her eyes in front of her, and her eyes gradually became clear. She breathed happily: "It's sunny again!"

Ling Xiao seemed to have had a big dream. What he saw in his dream was so real, and in retrospect, it was so ethereal. Mengye, Feiye? She felt exhausted. Hearing the sentence "Return to the sun", she opened her eyes and gave Rong Xue a white look. After seeing the situation around him and knowing that he could not offset the Taoist situation left by the "sun period" monks, he shouted in a low voice: "Receed!"

At the exit, the water vapor slowly contracted, and finally condensed into the size of an egg, squirming and slowly falling down. Rong Hui felt the vibration of the water mass and blurted out: "Sun Essence?" The water spirit circulates in the boundary and absorbs the old "power of the sun". The distinction is nothing more than a feather to the old way, but it is precious to them.

Seeing Ling Xiao's power, he couldn't help reminding him: "Be careful, you can't stand it!" With a raised hand, the earth spirit was everywhere, and the water mass was divided into three and floated to three people respectively. Rong Xue was shocked and was about to avoid it. She only heard Rong Hui whisper: "eat it and refine it on the spot!"

"Ah?" Rong Xue was stunned and opened her mouth to ask again. The water spirit seemed to be magnetic and flashed into the mouth. She swallowed and felt that she had swallowed a sun, and her belly would be burned. In panic, he suppressed his aura, sat down cross-legged, and began to refine. Ling Xiao was also ordinary. He threw down the flying sword and sat down cross-legged.

Rong Hui has had the cultivation of "Yangming period" and regards this wisp of "power of the sun" as a "great supplement". Open your mouth and breathe, swallow your stomach, refreshed, and your whole body is warm. However, after Rong Xue and Ling Xiao swallowed the water mass, their skin was like a soldering iron, sweat gushing out, and a heart rose to their throats again.

He saw the two sit cross-legged and meditated with their eyes closed. Seeing that although the fluctuations in their bodies were strong, they could stabilize, they were relieved and raised their hands to pat the table. The boundary of the nursing home trembled and slowly turned black. Finally, it was as dark as ink, was isolated from the outside world.

The "Black Boundary" is prepared for the closure of the disciples, and the fluctuation is far more than usual. Rong Hui did a good job of protection, took the flying sword, looked at it a little, pointed at the sword grid, and shook the aura on the sword. He didn't know how many magic weapons he had attached to the magic array, and naturally he knew that the flying sword "covered the door". The finger was everywhere, the aura flew away, and the flying sword sounded with a cry, showing the body, a silver-gray sword the size of a little finger.

The flying sword in his hand is not his own, so it is difficult to take it back to the house for the time being. He simply threw it on the table, sat down cross-legged, and began to refine the "power of the sun". The "fireland" left by Lao Dao has no one to host, and most of his power has been worn away by Ling Xiao. Yu Wei is no longer afraid.

The stars shifted and the fire dissipated. Ling Xiao seemed to walk on the road. While refining Zhenyuan with the help of the "power of the sun", he experienced what he saw in his dream: "In the world of cultivation, it is by no means anyone's magic weapon with deep sharp skills. Who is powerful? Otherwise, where does the feeling of contempt for all sentient beings come from?"

When the three sat for three days, Rong Hui was the highest and was the first to open his eyes. Standing up, he found that the fluctuations in the two women's bodies gradually stopped, knowing that they had also reached the end. He stretched out and felt hungry, so he went into the room to take out a basket of fruit, made a pot of hot tea in person, and waited for the two women to finish their efforts.

Rong Xue and Ling Xiao opened their eyes one after another and saw that there was no magic power on each other. They met each other and smiled. Are you awake? Rong Hui came forward and said, "You must be hungry!" Rong Xue stood up and became greedy for Ling Xiao. The two moved their muscles and bones a little. When they saw the tea, they felt that their mouths were dry and cracked. They couldn't help sighing: "Water!" Help him to sit down at the table.

Two people thought the tea was too hot. One of them picked up a citrus, broke it and ate it. Rong Hui laughed and said, "Oh, look at your so promising!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ling Xiao complained while eating oranges: "How dark is it? Open the boundary to breathe."

Rong Hui raised his hand and patted the table, and the boundary sounded softly and collapsed inch by inch. The mountain wind blew, the black air flew over, and the smoke dissipated after a moment. Under the bright sun, he couldn't help stretching his waist: "Brother, I see the sun again!" While talking, the wind and clouds surged and slowly gathered into a white cloud above his head. The clouds are getting lower and lower, as if it is going to rain.

"How strange is this cloud!" Rong Xue suddenly saw the sunshine and was extremely uncomfortable, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the dark clouds covered the roof. She couldn't help but suspect: "What's wrong with this weather..." When she finished speaking, her body was stagnant and couldn't move.

Rong Hui turned his head, and suddenly the second goddess was frightened and shocked. Thinking it was behind himself... slowly turned around and suddenly pointed back. Spiritual power is everywhere, empty.

He was even more panicked: "What's wrong with you!" Reaching out to push Rong Xue, her hand was still two inches away from her sleeve, and she seemed to have touched a layer of transparent hard stone. She was so cool to skate and could not go deep. His shock is not small. In an in an flash, my heart was confused. Thinking back on the cause and effect, a flash in my mind, and I was shocked when I thought of two words. He picked up the flying sword on the table and shot it with his hand.

The sword broke through the wind, and there was a sharp sound. Just as it was taken off, the white light flashed, and an electric arc was bounced in the cloud, and the sword was in the middle. With a thunderbolt, the sword was dismembered and turned into powder and scattered.

"The magic weapon is still vulnerable, not to mention the flesh and blood!" Rong Hui turned pale and shouted, "Damn, hold on!" I don't know whether the two can hear it or not. They grabbed the fruit basket and threw it into the sky, hoping to block it again.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency. The true practitioners seize heaven and earth and create everything, so every time they reach the boundary, there will be natural disasters. The monk turned the Tao into a robbery, and also proved the Tao by robbery. Those who gain the Tao live, and those who lose the Tao die, and remain unchanged forever.

Rong Hui was so anxious that he suddenly saw the wind and clouds surging in the sky, and clouds from all directions gathered together. For a moment, the earth was covered, and the sky was about to collapse. The lightning flashed and thundered. He twisted his heart and looked back at the two women and saw that they were safe and sound. After a while, my forehead cooled down and it rained.

"Yes! Yes!" He was overjoyed: "With Taoism, with Taoism!" With one word, it rained heavily. The dense raindrops flashed with lightning, like a thunder chain, straight down. The thunderstorm hit the body and went straight into the body, which made Su Ma numb, and it was still very comfortable.

Rong Hui smiled and felt pain. He said "not good". Looking back, he saw that the second goddess's color was distorted, which seemed to be very uncomfortable. He quickly raised his breath and shouted, "Remove this disaster!" But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Thinking of Ling Xiao's story, he couldn't help scolding: "These days, everything is fake!" He cheered the two loudly: "Hold on!" Seeing that this way could only raise the soup to stop boiling, he took a breath, stood in the middle of the two, opened his hands, and then reduced the intensity for the two.

The monks can transform their Taoism into disaster, and their cultivation can be gradual. Those who practice gods directly refine their gods with heavenly disasters, which can be described as one step at a time. When Rong Hui first went through the disaster, he didn't feel it. Now he opened his hand to cover the two women, and he felt the power of the extreme sun in the thunderstorm. One drop is not obvious, and the accumulation of less into more is not a creation.

Ling Xiao's discomfort is slightly reduced, and his mind is gradually clear. At a glimpse of Rong Hui's suffering, he was moved to tears. Rong Xue saw that her brother's body was like a big tree, and her eyes were like a bright star in an eye, spreading her own way.

Rong Hui was hit by the thunderstorm and his whole body was numb, and he couldn't move. For a moment, he was angry and shouted loudly, "Old miscellaneous hair, you don't want to die!" Shameless, I will never end with you!" ......

The sudden change shocked the inside and outside of the mountain gate. The muffled thunder was also mixed with Rong Hui's pig-killing screams. The close out of the house to watch, the far away flew out, braved the rain to see, and gathered hundreds of disciples in a moment. Experienced people will never let the thunder fall. Seeing the three people persisting, they couldn't help shaking their heads: "It's over, it's over!" I couldn't bear to look at it again and walked away.

The heartbeat that I have never seen before is pounding, but I am reluctant to leave, including the Yang brothers and sisters. Yang Mengjun just spit out a mouthful of blood because the flying sword that communicates with his mind was destroyed. At this time, when he saw Rong Hui and the three of them struggling in the thunderstorm, they couldn't help sneering: "You did your own evil and were struck by lightning. You deserve it!"

Everyone saw that the three people's life was getting weaker and weaker. Later, for each point of weakness, the thunderstorm fell out an inch. Later, Ronghui's body was hollowed out and amazed: "Tao, this is the way!"

The three life machine is getting weaker, and the part caught in the rain is getting smaller and smaller, as if Rong Hui has a small sapling on his body, blocking part of the thunderstorm for the three people. The three were refreshed when they saw the thunderstorm getting smaller and smaller. They drumed their spiritual power one after another, struggling to be robbed while absorbing the thunderstorm.

After a long time, the clouds gradually lit up, and the thunderstorm gradually faded away. Finally, the clouds and rained, and the area was bright. The sun shines on the earth, and everything is thriving. Rong Xue and Ling Xiao exhaled for a long time, and their bodies softened and collapsed on the ground.

Rong Huila sat at the table and looked around. He saw hundreds of fellow doors standing empty. Looking at himself, he was a little embarrassed and breathed angrily: "I thought it was not dark after a day and a night!"

When the same people saw Ling Xiao and Rong Xue's "Yang period" cultivation clearly, they were also a little embarrassed. They had nothing to say and bowed their hands to congratulate them: "Congratulations on your great progress. Presumably, you two have to close down to consolidate their realm, so I won't bother!" After saying that, he turned around and left. After others put down similar words, they turned into Changhong and returned to the cave.

Rong Xue and Ling Xiao listened and noticed their cultivation. First, they were happy and couldn't laugh: "If Rong Hui hadn't shared the thunderstorm for us this time, this little life would have been here!" Look at each other and toast Rong Hui's tea together.

"I actually wanted the benefits in the 'Thunderstorm' at that time!" Rong Hui asked himself, "If you know that they will definitely die, you will take them with you in the past. It's hard to say whether they will go there or not!" The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became. I picked up the tea and drank it all.

As soon as he put down the cup, he heard another person congratulate him: "Congratulations on your two sisters for your great progress!" The voice came from the edge of the sky, as if it were the voice of the "printh".