Chapter 585 Under the Bright Moon

Half of the sky was shrouded in clouds, and the dark shadows drooped. Lightning shuttled through it, and the rumble of thunder suppressed people's alarming shouts.

Suddenly, after a dragon sounding through the world, the long-accumulated thunder finally tore the clouds and hit the small figure on the roof of the inn.

Qin Yan's body flashed out, and a sword was sprinkled, and there was no sword spirit or strong wind. He only happened to be in the weak place of the thunder, and suddenly made the lightning flash smashed into pieces. The overwhelming flames dissipated in an instant. Qin Yanjian pointed to the ground and stared at the cloud above his head to cover the sky and the sun. His momentum gradually declined, but it was not a feeling of weakness, but as if to strip away the world.

The remaining thunder on the tip of the sword slid down the blade and sank into his body, slowly transforming the meridians, acupuncture points and holes of his body.

A gap is opened, just the beginning. The second thunder did not make him wait too long.

The clouds are drooping lower and lower, like an upside-down funnel, almost to reach the ground. Qin Yan is the connection between heaven and earth.

Everyone can see this strange scene when they look up.

Under the floor, the people in the inn also followed Qin Yan and suffered great pressure between heaven and earth.

Yu Hanyan, Gong Yunxiu, Liu Wanyun and others only listened to the golden bells above their heads, sometimes dragons and thundered, and the aura of heaven and earth surged this way, like a storm in the depths of the endless ocean. Even they were affected, and they only felt that the spiritual platform was shaking, and their ears were buzzing, creating the illusion of feathering and soaring.

In such a close place, watching the forty-nine disaster of the Tianyuan monk is a rare blessing for most people, but not everyone may be able to enjoy this precious experience.

"Do you think it was on his part that he chose to survive the disaster over our head?" Liu Wanyun clasped the armrest of the chair with five fingers and barely maintained a calm and cold face.

Yu Hanyan's face was slightly white, and he still smiled and said, "He is confident enough to protect us below when he crosses the disaster, so he doesn't care about these things."

"You seem to have confidence in him?"

"Of course. Because he hadn't said goodbye to my family when he left..."

"You're thinking about it." Xinxian smiled and said, "He didn't say goodbye to you because it's not necessary. If he can't get through the disaster, he will take us on the road, and none of the sisters here can run away!"

"Uh..."

Gong Yunxiu snorted softly: "Then he called a few fewer people."

Yu Hanyan looked at her and said, "You mean Miss Mu and Miss Lin?"

On the roof, Qin Yan was at the node of the intersection of aura, and his body slowly rose in mid-air.

He has used two swords. Zhanlu's sword is in his hand, and Qingming's sword is on the soles of his feet. Liuxu is united with heaven and earth, and his spiritual power is endless. He finally has the legendary means of sword immortals, and he travels thousands of miles away with the sword.

He looked down at the dark earth under the clouds, let go of his body and mind, communicate with heaven and earth, and capture the mysterious and mysterious traces of the road.

This rain fog covered the distant sky, splashed the whole land, and pulled the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth into a blur. Isn't it the enlightenment given to him by the gods in the dark?

He closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly to create a bridge that fully integrates the vitality between heaven and earth. As an auxiliary channel for energy exchange, the breath of the body pours power into the body under the fluctuation of the beat.

He is undergoing earth-shaking changes in his body.

The turtles and snakes coiled together and clustered five elements upside down, emerging an endless trend of power.

This is a key step in refining gas.

He rose dozens of feet high, forming an invulnerable vacuum zone all over his body. Even the dark clouds above his head were shaken by this violent aura trend and moved a little higher.

He has a clear understanding in his heart. This day, this rain, this world, the whole heart in an instant, making him want to be liberated from the depths of his soul.

At this time, his breath finally completely disappeared from the world and integrated with the whole world.

It is an extremely happy feeling, full and satisfied, free and free, far better than all the desires in the world, making people just want to fly and leave.

The process lasts long or short, but it's just a matter of breathing for him. And he doesn't care how long the people under his feet have struggled in the hardships.

The dark clouds have not yet melted, and the thunder is brewing in the dome.

He was lost in the feeling of the road for a moment, and then woke up and found that he was still one step away.

The last step.

He raised his head and faced the dark clouds. He looked at it and smiled slightly: "What are you still hesitating about?"

The rumble of thunder penetrated in the ears, and the dragon of the road in the clouds was provoked the greatest anger by his sentence. There was a lack of thunderbolts and smashed down.

At this moment, Qin Yan jumped, stood in mid-air, and the sword in his hand was gently sent away, stripping away the world leaving only a dark and silent*.

It was an illusion of the moment, and then the scene of thunder and lightning under the heavy clouds was restored.

The sword spirit is leisurely and mysterious, when the air is wrong, like the song and dance when the moon is clear, without a trace of fireworks.

The dark canopy was torn apart, and the dragon sang down, and the crashing sound was deafening.

Qin Yan fell down and fell back on the Qingming Sword, facing the gradually dissipating dark clouds, and slowly said, "The road of the world is vast and floating, and he is ruthless. The wine pulled out the sword and sang and laughed, and the world calmed me..." At this time, it was a key step to prove the way, but he suddenly changed his words, delayed for a moment, and changed the last word "walking alone": "... I'll take you with you."

The haze disperses, the clouds and rain, and the color of the area is bright. Only his figure hanging high in the air and the sound of singing echoed all over his body.

This is exactly--

Enjoy the bright moon in Dantai and plant golden lotus in the fire.

He finally realized the breath of creation. From then on, he had his name on the 3,000th Avenue.

After a wave of shaking, all sentient beings in ebok town, who trembled under the power of thunder, suddenly found that at some point, the rainstorm had stopped, the dark clouds had dispersed, and even the accumulated water on the ground had disappeared. It seems that everything I just experienced is an illusion.

"Is it done?" Yu Hanyan stood up and was the first to walk up the stairs.

Liu Wanyun frowned and said, "But I can't feel any breath, it won't be..."

"I think he is dead." Gong Yunxiu curled his lips, but still followed Yu Hanyan.

They came to the top floor and saw Qin Yan standing with his hands behind his hand, standing on the edge of the eaves, looking at the direction of the three ancient villages in the north, and were stunned.

When Gong Yunxiu saw his back, his heart trembled and whispered, "Is he a human or a ghost?"

In her induction, although Qin Yanren stood there, there was no sign of existence. The breath, temperature and wind were all blank. If he closed his eyes, there would be no one there at all.