hey demon

Chapter 370
In the Dali Dynasty, stars appeared in the daytime, and a blood-colored star straddled the sky, scattering starlight, exuding a faint ominousness.

"What is this?"

"What a beautiful star."

When the star appeared in the daytime, everyone was amazed and attracted many people to watch, but some people who had achieved success in cultivation sensed that something was wrong.

"Disaster!"

Longhu Mountain, Feilai Peak, looking up at the sky, feeling the ominous atmosphere, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly.

At the same time, in the depths of Beastmaster Mountain, a female cultivator with a white fox in her arms opened her eyes, but she just took a look and then looked away, not caring anymore.

And in Quefu Road, deep in the Bai family's land, looking at the blood-colored stars reflected in the sky, Bai Yusheng, who looked like a young man, showed an expression of great interest.

"Praying for blessings and disasters, borrowing the time to bring disasters to a country, that old bat is really desperate."

"But will the old guy make a move this time?"

There was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, and he looked away, Bai Yusheng was silent in his cultivation again, surrounded by the mysterious Yin Sha that almost turned into substance.

It was at this time that the Suzaku's cry resounded throughout the Dali Dynasty.

Sparrow Head Road, Suzaku City, offering sacrifices to the rooftops.

Wearing a scarlet Suzaku robe and a golden crown on his head, he is thin, with a sallow complexion, deep-set eyes, looking up at the sky, looking at the bloody star in the sky, Emperor Li Zhao Wou-ki's face is full of gloom.

All these years, he has been preparing to break through the Daoist Realm, concentrating on polishing himself, but he never expected that such a thing would happen now, forcing him to break through.

"Do you want to mess up the fate of our country by yourself? It's so easy, break it for me."

Stepping on the map of the mountains and rivers and the country, hooking up the formation, holding the Suzaku flame flag in his hand, his whole body was agitated with demon power, turning the flag into a gun, locking on to the bloody star in the sky, Zhao Wou-ki pointed it out with a single shot.

In an instant, the Suzaku crowed, and a radiant divine light burst out, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, tearing apart the sky, and with a strong posture, shattered the bloody star in the sky.

However, although the bloody star was smashed to pieces, the traces left by it were not completely erased.

Seeing such a scene, although he was unwilling to do so, Zhao Wuji also understood that this was the limit of what he could do. Although he was in charge of the middle-grade Taoist tool, the Suzaku Flame Banner, he was not a real Taoist monk after all.

Moreover, he has not practiced the corresponding magical powers of luck, so it is difficult to completely erase its influence.

"Ancestor."

Looking towards the direction of the imperial palace, looking at the scarlet phoenix tree born from the ashes, a trace of worry flashed in Zhao Wou-ki's eyes.

This time the ancestor Zhao Qianyang failed in the thunder tribulation and was injured by the Dao. The situation seemed to be more troublesome than he expected. In addition, the lifespan of the ancestor Zhao Qianyang was not much, which really made him worry.

"Taoist Realm."

Whispering softly, Zhao Wuji's figure disappeared.

From this day on, heavy snow roared all over the sky, covering the entire territory of the Dali Dynasty, and it lasted for three months, turning the Dali Dynasty into a land of ice and snow.

If it weren't for the immortal cultivators who relied on formations and other means to fight against the wind and snow, the current Dali dynasty would have been extinct, but even so, the loss would have been very heavy. In a short period of time, hundreds of Thousands of people were frozen to death in the snow.

And this is still a climate change. When all places are prepared for the cold, the coldness can be imagined.

In Longhu Mountain, the five elements are in operation, and the spring is in harmony.

Stepping on the golden flood dragon and holding the black ice box in his hand, Zhuang Yuan went up to Feilai Peak. Three months later, he always felt that Feilai Peak had grown a little taller.

The fragrance of alchemy is misty, looking at the closed door of the alchemy room, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Zhuang Yuan waited patiently. He knew that during this time Zhang Chunyi had been exchanging alchemy experience with Changchun Master Mu You who had returned from the South China Sea. There should be income.

"teacher!"

As time passed, the door of the Dan room opened, and seeing Zhang Chunyi walking out with a smile on his face, Zhuang Yuan bowed and saluted.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly as his eyes fell on the Xuanbing box in Zhuang Yuan's hand.

"Reporting to the teacher, hundreds of people in Mohe Village, Gaoyang County were frozen to death overnight. The disciples of the sect found something abnormal, went to check, and damaged one of them. Later, the disciples of the sect reported it. The disciple went to check in person and found a cold wind. The rank has reached the seventh rank."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yuan picked up the Xuanbing box with both hands.

The cold wind, the extremely cold wind, after reaching the seventh rank, not only hurts the human body, but also hurts the soul. Under its blowing, ordinary people will undoubtedly die. bear.

"Is it this kind of spiritual wind?"

Taking the jade box, opening it, looking at the pale wind entrenched in it, Zhang Chunyi felt a little bit of turmoil in his heart. It is really normal for this kind of spiritual wind to be born under such a snow disaster.

"Let the sect disciples get ready."

As he spoke, Zhang Chunyi turned around and walked into the alchemy room, but this time what he was refining was not the elixir but the dharma seed.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan bowed to answer.

Ten days later, the sky and the earth sympathized, and there were winds and clouds on Feilai Peak, and there was a gathering of wind and rain.

In the alchemy room, in the red furnace, the red cloud is colorful, enduring the torment, constantly absorbing various magical powers, and transforming its own dharma seeds.

This time Zhang Chunyi directly threw it into the alchemy furnace in order to refine the wind and rain spell.

At a certain moment, after fully absorbing the miraculous powers of Renshui and the cold wind, the wind-calling and rain-calling Dharma-seed in Hongyun Qihai bloomed with dazzling aura, transformed, and became a high-grade Dharma-seed, echoing each other, and confronting the five elements of thunder.

Hey, feeling the changes in itself, Hong Yun, who couldn't hold back for a long time, rushed straight out of the alchemy furnace. The environment here is really not friendly to it, but it is undeniable that this way of refining is the most economical. The way of time, does not require it secondary smelting method.

Looking at the roaring red cloud, Zhang Chunyi stretched out his hand and held it in his hand.

Put the red smoke into the ancestral aperture, and with the red cloud, Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the top of Feilai Peak, where a huge altar had already been erected.

The name of this altar is the Altar of Wind and Rain, which is inherited from the "Tian Du Fu Long Tu". Quetail Road.

Stepping into the Dharma altar, relying on the red cloud, red smoke, and Wusheng, and entering the state of demonization, Zhang Chun's aura began to rise, but this was not enough, Zhang Chunyi also used the inner scene secret method Tianlei Zhenzhuan to further strengthen himself. Strength.

Rumbling, heaven and earth sympathetic, dark clouds gathered all over the sky, electric lights flickered, wind and rain mixed, and the sky and earth changed color for a while.

At this moment, with thunder in his eyes, Zhang Chunyi used the dharma altar under his feet to connect with the sub-altars all over Quewei Road, and Zhang Chunyi sacrificed the Four Elephant Token, which was refined by Liu Er to a middle-grade treasure.

"The wind is coming."

The movement of the four images, as if holding heaven in his mouth, followed Zhang Chunyi's words, and a dark green spring breeze came from nothingness, with Feilai Peak as the center, rising like waves, sweeping in all directions, where the ice and snow melted , all things grow.

"Is this a divine apparition?"

Some farmers shed tears watching the dead wheat seedlings sprouting new shoots, and similar scenes are constantly happening in Quewei Road at this moment.

But this is not the end, flying to the peak, instigating the spring breeze to blow across the land, Zhang Chunyi looked slightly condensed, and once again urged the two high-grade magic seeds of calling the wind and calling the rain.

Under such an environment, the effect of the spring breeze is only temporary. If it cannot be stabilized, it will not be long before it will be beaten by the ice and snow, and it will be useless. Fortunately, he has a countermeasure.

"Good weather."

Taoism revived again. At this moment, the breeze and drizzle enveloped the entire Quewei Road. It seemed inconspicuous, but it carried a certain power of blessing. This is Zhang Chunyi’s special use of Yuhuachi in order to fight against the snow disaster. Combined with Tiandufu A kind of Taoism deduced by the inheritance in Longtu also touched the power of luck.

After doing all this, there was a huge sense of emptiness in his body, and Zhang Chun's breath fell rapidly all over his body.

However, feeling the changes in Quewei Road, Zhang Chunyi showed a smile on his face, and cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami faintly came from his ears.

At this moment, the ice and snow in Quewei Road melted, all things grew, and all people were happy.

(End of this chapter)