Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

During the Battle of Luoyang, the old heavenly master had used the ninth level of the five thunders to nourish the vitality, and Li Daoxuan's memory was particularly deep in the stunning talent of that sword.

At that time, Mo Luo used the body of the Demon Buddha, and even the evil sword could not cut his golden body, and he was extremely arrogant.

In a rage, the old heavenly master summoned the five thunders to descend into the world. He stimulated the body with sky thunders, land mines, sea mines, divine thunders, and social order thunders.

At that time, Li Daoxuan understood that on the ninth floor of the five thunders, it is necessary to temper the body with the great supernatural power of mastering the five thunders, and use the power of the sky thunder to shed the mortal body, so as to kill the enemy across the border.

These years he has not given up on the cultivation of Thunder Art. The Five Thunder Kung Fu has already reached the eighth level, and he has gained a lot of experience in the ninth level. Although he has not fully cultivated it, he has been able to try to erupt once in a short time.

Boom!

Lei Ting tore through the space, and suddenly disappeared after reaching the extreme, as if he left this world all at once.

In the next moment, the void shattered, and a beam of thunder emerged from it, mixed with brilliant sword energy, and the majestic sword light passed through an empty cloud.

Blood spurted.

Locust God clutched his bleeding throat, unable to say a word.

It was too fast, even with her mana and supernatural powers, she couldn't dodge it, the speed of that sword was so fast that it shattered the void, and even this world couldn't bear it.

Li Daoxuan appeared, black thunder was wrapped around his body, like a dragon and a snake, cracks appeared in the space within ten feet, like a broken mirror.

The Five Thunders is a terrifying thunder method that can only be mastered by the righteous gods of the Thunder Department. It is almost invincible in the human world. In ancient times, many human immortals and earth immortals were unable to cultivate this supernatural power.

Those who can flexibly manipulate the five thunders can immediately become the gods of the thunder department after ascension, in charge of heaven's punishment.

"Locust God, you are too slow."

Li Daoxuan's voice was indifferent, and then he continued to raise the evil sword.

He is not an old celestial master, the ancestor is too old, and his physical body cannot explode for too long, but he is strong and strong, with blood like a dragon, enough to last for a while.

Boom!

The thunder light reappeared, and in an instant, the surrounding area was occupied by dazzling thunder. Although there was only one thunder transformed into Li Daoxuan's body, because the speed was so fast, it was like thousands of lightning bolts criss-crossing.

Locust God resisted with all his strength, but just as she stretched out her hand, her wrist was broken at the root. She wanted to use the pupil technique, but her eyes were gouged out, and her feet broke instantly when she wanted to escape.

In an instant, thousands of wounds appeared on her body, so densely packed that there was hardly a single inch of good flesh.

After nine breaths, Li Daoxuan finally stopped attacking.

He was steaming all over, the skin under the Taoist robe was red, like hot molten iron, and the black thunder around him was slowly dissipating.

Even the Slaying Evil Sword in his hand became scorching hot. The star patterns and Taoist runes on the sword were full of the blood of the Locust God, which was rapidly evaporating.

Li Daoxuan at this moment is like a huge furnace, accumulating unimaginable heat, if not for his solid foundation and his physical body as solid as gold and iron, he might have collapsed and melted at this moment.

But it's all worth it.

The locust god was almost turned into a piece of coke, her flesh and blood were completely crushed, and then destroyed into dust by the thunder, which was countless times more tragic than the torture of Ling Chi in the mortal world.

It's not that Li Daoxuan is cruel, but that he knows that it is not easy to kill a god, just like the plague god, who was beaten into a pulp by his magic weapon, but still survived.

To kill a god, one must first consume the other party's divine power until it cannot be recovered!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

There was nothing unusual about the locust god's body, and it seemed that he had really died.

……

"Princess!!"

Changle was already on the verge of collapse, and her mana could not stop these raging locusts, and some locusts had even landed on her body.

Just at this critical moment, willow branches fluttered in the air, several feet long, emitting an emerald-like green light.

A faint sigh sounded in the void.

It was Liu Mingyue from Juye County.

After so many years, she finally left the valley where she practiced all the year round, and came to this city once governed by Xia Qingfeng.

One hundred thousand willows flutter in the wind like green smoke.

Liu Mingyue stared blankly at this scene, and couldn't help but think of a certain conversation between the two of them.

At that time, Xia Qingfeng was going to Renqi County and left Juye, so he invited her to go with him.

Liu Mingyue refused. As a tree, she has a quiet nature, and when she broke through to the Yang God Realm in Juye, the roots had already been deeply integrated with the land, so it was very troublesome to move.

Xia Qingfeng tortured her for a long time.

Impatiently, she asked him to plant willow trees, and when one hundred thousand willow trees were planted, she would consider going to Qi County.

Ben just said it casually, but he didn't want it to be remembered in his heart.

That withdrawn and reticent man who looks like a gourd actually has such a side?
hum! ! !
The moment Liu Mingyue appeared, the sea-like locusts left Changle and rushed towards her.

For these locusts, Liu Mingyue in the Yangshen Realm is undoubtedly more attractive than Changle, and it is an extremely sumptuous meal!

Whoa!

The willow branches fluttered like rattan whips, whipping the surrounding insect sea, each blow would kill a large number of locusts.

But the number of locusts was really too much, and soon the willow branches were submerged, wantonly nibbling on the fresh and tender willow leaves, and sucking the juice full of life.

Liu Mingyue still quietly looked at Liu Hai in Qi County.

She no longer resisted, but took the initiative to spread the willow branches to every corner of the city, blooming green branches and leaves, emitting a strong fragrance.

The locusts that were eating the crops and harming the people were immediately attracted.

The people in the whole city saw this shocking scene.

A huge willow tree enveloped the entire Qi County, actively stretched out its branches to be eaten by those terrible locusts, and silently sheltered everyone.

"This is the last thing you... ask me."

"Qingfeng, I have not broken my promise."

Liu Mingyue felt the rapid withering of her body, the willow leaves had been almost eaten away, the originally smooth bark became as dry as carbon, and even the trunk was bent down.

She looked at the city, if there were no locusts, it would be so clean and tidy, the roads would be spacious, and the water of the Xiaoqing River would nourish countless lands along the ditches, making it sweet and clear.

Over the years, Qingfeng often told her about her experience in Qi County.

He is not a person who likes to boast, only in front of her can he be eloquent.

He talked about how he improved the plow for plowing the fields, how he designed the ditches for irrigation, how he frightened those who were rich and unkind, and how he saw the harvest of the grain and the joy of the people.

Those things that she couldn't empathize with in the past seem to be understandable now.

The willow trees covering the sky and the sun are gradually withering.

In a trance, Liu Mingyue seemed to have returned to that morning 30 years ago.

The skinny boy was wearing starched to whitish clothes, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his jet-black eyes, as well as a trace of imperceptible expectation.

Holding a gourd of mountain spring water in his hand, he tentatively moved forward, even stammering.

"My... my name is... Xia Qing, Qingfeng..."

"I'll give you... give you... mountain spring water... don't, don't eat me..."

She knew that the mountain spring was far away from here, and the boy's feet were covered with mud, perhaps he left home before dawn and walked for several hours.

"I scared you yesterday, why did you come back?"

Seeing that she didn't eat him right away, the boy seemed to relax a bit, but he still stuttered.

"I, I have no... no friends..."

"Can you...be my...friend, friend?"

"No, you're talking too hard."

Liu Mingyue is currently studying the Yang God Realm, and has no interest in playing house with a child among mortals.

The boy's bright eyes immediately dimmed, he stopped talking, and left without saying a word,
Liu Mingyue was silent for a moment.

The next day, the boy came again, still brought a gourd of mountain spring water, poured it on her, and then left silently.

Day three, day four, day five...

He always brings a gourd of mountain spring water, his clothes are covered with morning dew, his eyes are clear and timid.

On the seventh day, Liu Mingyue finally stopped him.

"Hey, have you ever read a book?"

"Read, read!"

The boy was taken aback, but showed a look of joy.

"I don't have a name. If you can give me a name, let's be friends."

The boy thought hard, then looked at the sun above his head.

"Liu...Liu Dayi..."

The willow branches fluttered and rustled in the air, like iron whips, raging with anger.

The boy shook his hands and said in fear, "Liu...Liu Mingyue..."

"It's almost there."

The willow branch hung down, touched the boy's head like a palm, and said with a smile: "Xia Qingfeng, with my sister covering you from now on, no one dares to bully you anymore."

The boy stared at her blankly for a long time, then nodded emphatically.

……

Chang Le looked at the withered willow tree, his eyes filled with tears at some point.

It turned out that the glimmer of life she counted was not herself, but Liu Mingyue.

The locusts that ate the willow trees staggered like drunk, and landed on the ground in a dense way, densely packed, and their juices flew everywhere when they stepped on them.

Qi County no longer has a locust that can only fly.

The sky and the earth return to clarity.

Not only the food was saved, but the lives of the people were also saved. Even the city was not damaged much. Hundreds of thousands of willow trees fluttered in the wind, as if they were telling something.

Changle felt sad and sour, she ran to Liu Mingyue, used the magical power of wood, mobilized the Qi of Yimu from the world and poured it into it, trying to save her.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

However, the withered willow tree did not move at all.

Pearl-like tears dripped one by one, Chang Le wept softly, for some reason, she looked so sad.

A willow branch fell down, crystal clear like jasper, and landed in front of her.

"Thank you, little girl."

Liu Mingyue's voice sounded in her heart, but it was extremely weak, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"Back then, I was a broken branch. I accidentally bathed in the blood of the Qing Emperor, and only then did I have the good fortune I have today."

"This willow branch is my body, little girl, Mingyue has nothing to worry about in death, and there are no friends or relatives in the world. If you shed tears for me, this willow branch will be given to you. I hope you—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The unfinished words are scattered in the wind.

Chang Le cried very sadly, she didn't look at the willow branch, she just hugged the dead willow tree and kept sobbing.

She likes flowers and plants, and can feel the emotions emanating from them, which is why she has made rapid progress in woodwork.

Although she had never met Liu Mingyue, she could vaguely feel the other party's mood.

How sad that is, but so firm and beautiful.

She had never experienced such emotion.

"Senior Medicine King, can you—"

She turned around and wanted to ask Sun Simiao to save Liu Shu, but her voice suddenly froze.

Because there was no shadow of Sun Simiao behind him, together with his mortar and pestle for pounding medicine, they all disappeared.

……

Li Daoxuan looked at the locust god's body, and frowned slightly, because the "Book of Swinging Demons" did not respond.

This means that the locust god is not dead!
Sure enough, countless locusts flew in from the sky and re-formed the figure of the locust god. The aura remained the same, exactly the same.

"This is not a clone, but a real body, or in other words, every clone of yours is a real body!"

Li Daoxuan finally saw the biggest hole card of the Locust God, and also understood the secret of the Locust God's resurrection from death.

"You're smart, but people who are smart but don't know the times don't live long."

The Locust God sneered and said: "All the locusts in the world are my real body. If the locusts are not destroyed, neither will I. Unless you kill all the locusts in the world, I will be invincible!"

This is her greatest strength.

The reason why the gods are so high is that their life level has surpassed that of ordinary people, and they have reached a state of ever-changing and blending with Tao.

The Tao is immortal, and neither am I.

For the Locust God, the locusts in this world are her way.

Li Daoxuan's heart sank.

The miasma came, and although the plague god only played a supporting role, providing mana and sharing damage for the locust god, it was also a headache.

His heart turned sharply, thinking secretly.

It is impossible to continue like this. If you want to win this battle, you must do two things.

The first is to separate the God of Plague and the God of Locust and defeat each of them!
The second is to block the connection between the locust god and the locust, and let her fall to the altar for a short time, otherwise the real body will be endless, and she will be resurrected immediately after she is finally killed.

These two points are the key to this battle, as long as you do it, you can win!

But either of these two points seems to be difficult to achieve.

Counting the time, Xiaobai should be arriving in Chang'an soon, I hope that method will work.

Just as Li Daoxuan was thinking, the dense miasma suddenly dissipated automatically, as if he had encountered some natural enemy, and even the God of Plague who was hiding in the dark let out a cry of pain.

It seemed to be scalded.

The golden light of merit soaring to the sky dispelled the sea of ​​miasma, and an old man in gray clothes with white hair, childlike face and hale and hearty spirit climbed up the clouds and flew up with difficulty.

He only had the cultivation base of the later period of Bigu, so he could only perform the technique of climbing clouds, which seemed very unfamiliar and precarious.

The old man tightly held the mortar and pestle for pounding medicine in his hands, looked at the lofty height below his feet with some trepidation, and took a deep breath.

"National teacher, the willow tree can still protect the people, how can the old man stand by and watch?"

"I have cured people's illnesses all my life, and I really want to try to see if I can heal gods."

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