Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 154
After Master Tianfang finished his words, there was silence on the opposite peak.

The six people stood there quietly, their twelve eyes revealed an incomparably weird look, as if they wanted to get angry, but also found it absurd, felt it was funny, but couldn't laugh freely.

The sackcloth and snow hair on their bodies fluttered from time to time, but the people were as still as those strange rocks covered with ice and snow around them. The only sound left on the entire peak was the sound of the raging wind and snow.

It wasn't until Immortal Tianfang crossed the cliff and the moat, and the flowing crimson fireworks invaded this wind and snow zone, that the sixth of the six monsters suddenly cried loudly.

This cry was really a thunderbolt from the blue sky, earth-shattering, as soon as he cried, the surrounding snow piled up one after another, like a wave of wind and mist, crashing into the swaying fireworks.

The sixth child sat down on the ground, wiped his eyes with his hands, and cried terribly.

The old monster ranked first sternly said, "Why are you crying?"

"Brother, I regret it."

The sixth old monster cried loudly, "You said that we lived in seclusion for so many years. At first, we thought that we were detached, out of touch with the vulgar, and also enjoyed ourselves and had our own fun. It can be said that we lived a life like a fairy."

"It's only now that we know that we are not gods, we are simply beggars!!"

The second boss is the tallest, and he is angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? How do you distinguish between gods and beggars?"

The sixth old monster sat on the ground and raised his hand to point at the real person Tianfang: "After all, the gods have a reputation, whether they are revered or feared, the older they live, the deeper their reputation, even if they are hidden in the pile of old papers, unknown to the public, It can also be used as a link for future generations to show off uncommon knowledge, but it is more unique than those famous gods."

"And we... look at him, look at him, we are not dead yet, and we are treated like dead people by such young people. This can't be called a god, it can only be called a beggar."

"Wow, I'm so sad, so sad!"

The sixth old monster beat his chest and stomped his feet. As he spoke, he stuck his hands into the thick snow, groped randomly, squeezed the snowflakes until they were as hard as stones, and stuffed them into his mouth, crunching and chewing. .

While the cheeks were agitating endlessly, while chewing the ice and snow, he raised his eyes, the tears had condensed into ice marks under his eyes, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Tian Fang.

The more you watch, the louder you chew, the louder you chew, the harder you look.

"Liu Liu, stand up for me!"

The second old monster clenched his fist and threw it on the ground.

This peak was covered with snow all over the place, most people standing here can sink up to their knees, and if they bent down and punched hard, they could easily go up to their shoulders.

The punch of the second old monster only made a fist mark two or three inches deep, but it was strange that there was an irresistible force that spread loudly among the loose snow layers.

There are countless strange rocks on the top of the peak, the small ones are as tall as half a man, and the big ones are like chariots and horses. They are all buried deep under the snow layer and ice, and connected with the mountain top earth and rocks. Even the relatively small ones are actually deeply rooted. Without the strength of tens of thousands of catties, don't even think about shaking it a little bit.

But after the punch of the second old monster, more than a dozen ancient rocks, large and small, were shaken off from the snow, and bounced into the air, about a foot off the ground.

The body of the sixth old monster bounced several feet high with a whoosh.

The voice of the third old monster was strange, haha, and he grabbed it out of thin air with one hand, an invisible force, across a long distance, swept the wind and snow, caught the sixth old monster, and shouted: "Old six, You've seen the crying gods before, it's too embarrassing!"

"People look down on us, and you also look down on yourself? Just go and break his bragging with one move, and we will join hands to make him cry."

The fourth old monster tore open his front, exposed his chest to the wind, and said with a smile: "I heard that Laojunshan's inaction sword turns gas into ink, and the five-color printing is colorful, which is just used for painting. When the time comes, let him give it to us respectfully." Wouldn’t it be beautiful to draw a picture and record what happened today.”

The fifth old monster said sadly: "When you draw this little Taoist priest, you must draw a red nose, pockmarked face, and two missing front teeth. Wind and snow, sleep on a white deer!"

The sixth old monster hung in the air and shouted, "That's good, then I'll go first?"

The others looked at each other and said in unison: "Go!!!"

The third old monster swung his right hand vigorously, as if throwing a shooting star from the air, and smashed the body of the sixth old monster towards Tianfang Zhenren.

The sixth old monster was in a hurry, and when he was about to hit the real Tianfang, he suddenly changed his posture, gliding upwards, his right hand sword finger raised high, and his figure spun endlessly.

A hundred streams of cold air from the surrounding strange rocks and snow fields were attracted by his skill, flew up from different positions in all directions, and converged towards his figure, like a rising vortex cyclone.

And the center of the vortex of cold air is the point that is getting brighter and brighter at the tip of the sword finger.

In the vast white world, it seems that there is an extra ice-blue star, which is dazzling and rising slowly.

Then, suddenly fell.

The punch that the second old monster threw earlier, although it was out of anger, actually only used [-]% of its strength.

Now the move of the sixth old monster is full of strength.

"The sky ends, the sword falls from the ice!!!"

The flames around Reverend Tian Fang had all withered. He looked up at the sword, with his arms outstretched, his two wide sleeves hanging down like two big flags.

His Taoist robe was cut from snow-white soft material, with many golden patterns embroidered on it, a gorgeous golden-white cloak, the only thing around his waist was a purple ribbon, in the middle of the belt was inlaid with a flawless purple ruby, On the left hangs a white jade ring pendant, and on the right hangs a cyan Tai Chi jade pendant.

This is the imperial robe that represents the status of the head teacher of Laojun Mountain, and it can be said to symbolize the honor of Laojun Mountain for a hundred years.

But this represents the precious clothes that the royal artisans put so much effort into. Compared with the icy blue sword energy starlight, it seems ten times weaker and a hundred times more illusory, and it is far from the purity and magnificence of that sword light.

It's hard to imagine that the sword came from the hands of a slovenly old man in hemp robes, and it's also hard to imagine how shocking and beautiful the scene after the sword fell would be.

This sword pierced Tian Fang's forehead.

Ding--

The flash of light from the tip of the sword finger made the sky and the earth dazzling with ice blue, as if everyone around them lost the ability to distinguish other colors for a short period of time, and what they saw in their eyes was only ice blue colorful world.

Immortal Tianfang has walked forward nearly ten feet since he set foot on the cliff at the top of the mountain.

At this time, under the sword, the area extending from the back of the real Tianfang to the edge of the cliff was completely sunken.

There was a rumbling sound, and all the snow on the surface was pressed tightly, like white jade.

In the center of this area, a second compression depression occurred, and a long ditch with a width of three feet manifested between this "jade texture".

Then, in the middle of the long ditch, another thin ditch with a width of one foot fell down.

In the middle of the small ditch, there is another three-inch wide sword mark extending to the edge of the cliff.

Finally, there is a line of dark cracks in the middle of the sword marks.

This kind of scene was only caused by some leftover energy of Bingtianluojian, and most of the energy was completely applied to Tianfang's body, hitting from his forehead to his whole body, trying to destroy this seven-foot-high sword. warm bodies.

The sixth old weirdo was in mid-air, maintaining the posture of pointing his sword down, but there was already a little inconceivable expression in his eyes, which brought great surprise.

When the other five bosses were also in a stalemate at this point, their expressions changed to varying degrees.

Master Tianfang was really unwilling to fight or fight, never dodging and unloading his strength, and forcibly endured such a move.

This Taoist still has a straight nose and indifferent eyes, as if he really is a god of ice and snow who doesn't care about life or death. Because he doesn't live by himself, he lives forever and is harmless.

He took a step forward.

The sixth old monster only felt that every part of his body, limbs and bones, inside and outside, seemed to be hit by a majestic feedback force.

Every part instantly shifted backwards and upwards by the same distance, so the whole person maintained its original posture and shot out obliquely backwards.

The fourth and fifth two old monsters jumped up high at the same time and caught the sixth child.

As soon as their two palms touched the sixth old monster's body, they confirmed that the force that caused the sixth old monster to charge back at this moment was entirely the shock caused by his own move, without any other people's skill.

This seemed to mean that Tian Fang really didn't use means such as borrowing strength to fight, because in that case, his own true energy would definitely be mixed in.

The cliff shore is high, and the waves will not move, and they will naturally collapse and retreat.

But how is this possible?To achieve this level, how much must the internal strength surpass the sixth boss?
The six old monsters of Mimoya are more than [-] years old together. When they became famous in the Jianghu, the real Tianfang was not born yet.

It's just that these six people became famous early and retired early.

When they were not in doubt, they came to the snowy mountains of Tianshan to live in seclusion. They planted flowers in the snow and brewed in the ice. They dug a lot of snow caves and ice caves from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, creating a lonely place. Paradise in.

In the early years when the Glacier School was still there, these six old monsters were very quiet, and occasionally went to the Glacier School to play tricks on those disciples, and had a few big fights with the old man of the Glacier.

Later, the old man Bing Chuan passed away, and the Bing Chuan faction dispersed, and there were almost no martial arts practitioners in the snowy mountains of the Tianshan Mountains who were worthy of their six eyes.

Even if I go to the small town down the mountain to buy some things regularly, there is nothing that needs to use martial arts.

But after living such a peaceful life for decades, not only did their skills not degenerate with the aging of their bodies, but they became more divine and harmonious. The natural wind and snow and severe cold weather that have not melted for many years are their best skills. Rivals are also their best friends.

It can be said that when they were in this ice and snow paradise, each of the six of them could compete against ordinary grandmasters.

Such a force, even if there are only six people, definitely has the capital to be proud of.

If there is any younger generation who can get the blue eyes of the six of them and become a descendant, then when this descendant walks in the world in the future, under his seemingly lonely appearance, he can actually bring out a group of people from the countries outside the Great Wall and the various sects of the Tang Dynasty. A backstage that no one dares to underestimate may become a legend.

It's just that today these six people who are enough to create legends have encountered people and things that are more mysterious and mysterious than them.

"I said, you can make moves as much as you want, and it doesn't matter if you go together."

The real person Tianfang reminded him, his arms were slightly lowered, palms up, ten fingers bent naturally, and his feet continued to move forward.

"Five-color seal!"

The third old monster suddenly said, "Every magic weapon has a unique supernatural power. The magic sword of Wuwei turns Qi into ink, which is known all over the world, but few people know what the supernatural power of the five-color seal is. Endurance."

A few old monsters next to him were surprised, and when they heard this, they immediately agreed.

You must know that when they were betting before, although Tianfang Daoist beat the fourth son through sound transmission, and boiled stream beat the boss, but the performances were only slightly better than their opponents.

Especially when the stream was being boiled, the boss practiced the icy-cold zhenqi, temporarily ignoring the icy-cold characteristics, and purely using internal energy to heat it up, so it was naturally not as good as the opponent's flaming palm.

"So he seems to be arrogant and ignorant, but in fact, he came to fight us on his own strengths. If we try it out and retreat because of shame, we have fallen into his trap... Good plan!"

When the third old monster said this, he kept observing the real person Tianfang carefully, and he couldn't see any change in his expression, but he was already a few feet closer to Yun Jianshi.

As soon as the third old monster finished speaking, he suddenly dodged in front of the real person Tianfang, pointed like a sword, and stabbed the right eye of the real person Tianfang.

I still don't believe it, no matter how wonderful the supernatural power of the five-color seal is, can it make the eyes strong enough to withstand the blow of the master's strength?

This finger was as fast as a star arrow, the fingertip pierced through the air with vigor, but it broke through the air without a sound, when it was three inches in front of the real person Tianfang, a snowflake that had no time to avoid it collapsed under the finger.

But after the snowflakes shattered, the attack of the third boss suddenly slowed down.

"how is this possible--!!"

The third old monster pushed forward with all his strength, and the brilliance of his skills visible to the naked eye flowed towards the sword finger, moving forward little by little.

Reverend Tianfang's eyes seemed to be off for a moment, his eyes were fixed on this sword finger, and he kept walking.

The third old monster trembled all over, and his feet slid backwards on the snow.

Frightened and angry, he yelled loudly, exerted force on his fingers again, and his whole body moved, a circle of snow waves swayed under his feet, but it was useless.

The real Tianfang took a step, and he slipped back a step.

The other old monsters felt their hearts trembled when they saw it, and almost suspected that they were in a dream, especially the fourth and fifth children, who were aroused and wanted to see if the third finger could poke each other's eyes.

"Tian Fang, be careful!!"

After all, the two of them are upright, even in the current situation, they did not forget to remind them first, and then they all jumped behind the third child, each with a palm, pouring their skills away.

The third child was full of radiance, and when the icy blue light gathered towards the tips of his fingers, it was so thick that his two fingers seemed to be completely composed of thick light.

I don't know if it was an illusion under the strong light, but the third child seemed to see the Taoist priest with no waves in the ancient well, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Take a firmer step forward.

The distance between the eyeball and the sword finger shortened, and the closer they got, the more the ice blue light reflected in the eyes, as if there was a little expectant smile.

The third child was inexplicably panicked, his two fingers could no longer bear such a strong skill, and he couldn't think much about it under the severe pain, so he immediately turned his fingers into a palm, and slammed his palm on Tianfang's chest.

boom! ! !
The combined skill of the three old monsters finally caused his body to shake slightly.

The surrounding snow and ice blasted pillars of air, and the jagged and strange rocks that were close to them were all cracked and ejected.

At the center of the peak, there was a huge boulder as big as a house. The snow on the surface was blown away by the air waves, revealing the black jade-like texture underneath.

The boulder is covered with gullies created by the years and created by the gods, and the slight cold air flows in it, dripping into the pit on one side.

That is Yun Jianshi, and the pit is where Yun Xu's cold soul is.

Reverend Tianfang looked up at the boulder, and there was an obvious sound of breathing from his mouth and nose, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he moved forward with all his strength, this step was bigger and more violent than before.

The ice-covered ground was cracked under the feet of the three old monsters, and they still couldn't stop their retreat.

The second child yelled loudly, passed over the three of them, and punched Tian Fang on the top of the head, smashing the crown on his head.

Combined with the strength of the four of them, it was only then that he vaguely felt that the upper limit of Tianfang's foundation was reached.

The third child who was in front of him saw the subtle smile just now like an illusion.

Tian Fang's temple hair danced violently, his feet sank, his left foot shook, pulled out of the ground, and continued to move forward.

The second boss put his feet on the third's shoulders, his back was bent like a bow, his left hand pressed his right forearm, and he continued to punch out his punches.

The first boss originally didn't want to make a group attack, but seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but had an idea in his heart.

"What is the level of this person's skill?"

There was only one thought in his mind, and before he had time to think about anything else, when he came to his senses, he found that he had already swung that palm behind the back of Master Tian Fang.

The sky is full of flow, and the sky is full of energy!

Everyone's skills were completely controlled by this palm, and the icy blue radiance came out, like a dozen or so ice phoenixes flying away, absorbing the cold air above the snow peaks of Tianshan Mountains, and returning to the sky. inside them.

Everyone exerted their strength together, even if it was a five-toothed ship that was running rampant on the river, it would be crushed and crushed by the few of them at this moment.

It's just at this moment that the upper limit they originally felt, like dispelled snow, removes its disguise and reveals its true face.

The first old monster looked at the Taoist's face and turned to himself.

Black, white, red, blue, yellow and five colors of brilliance, in the eyes of the real person Tianfang, flowed muddled, forming colors that were difficult to distinguish, but did not make people feel messy and dazzling.

I just feel deep and far away, open and strong.

I don't know why, but at this moment, the few old monsters who are watching the real person Tian Fang all feel a kind of soaring Dao Qi that is about to fly out of their bodies and cannot be stopped.

"Good palm!!"

Following this sound of appreciation, the five old monsters felt deeply powerless amidst the shock.

Suddenly, the sixth old monster over there wailed loudly.

"Shame to death, shame to death!!"

He messed up his hair, smashed a huge boulder next to him, and ran away.

Master Tianfang turned his head and pushed away the obstacles in front of him with his chest, walked to the Yunjian Stone step by step, and took Yunxu Hansoul away.

"Everyone, there will be an appointment later."

Holding the cold soul of Yun Xu, he disappeared in the snow and snow in a short while, and descended this mountain peak.

"The game is very interesting. I will come back and finish the next two games with you."

Only a few old men in sackcloth were left, looking at each other silently in the snow for a long time.

The third child asked, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Following the gaze of the first boss, everyone looked up together.

The snow stopped a little bit, the sky was blue, floating white clouds, nothing.

"I……"

The air is made of bronze, like a hollow wheel, on which immortals and beasts are engraved, in myriad sizes, floating in the sky, entering and leaving the clouds - so it has been passed down from generation to generation, breaking the portal of the void.

The first old monster took a deep breath of cold air, and what he exhaled was already hot white mist, "When he took our blow, I saw the gate of heaven."

………………

Before the sun reached noon, the Taoist in the golden white robe stepped across the river and walked outside the city of Xiushuo.

He flickered forward and solidified his figure, paused, and turned his head to look at the city, with some doubts.

"Master?"

(End of this chapter)