Fox Road Travel Notes

She sat down on the edge of the cliff, reached out with her hand, and scooped up a handful of the strong wind and clouds under the cliff.

The slender legs were hanging in the roaring sea of ​​clouds, swaying gently, with a relaxed and leisurely attitude.

It's as if there is no bottomless abyss under your feet, but a clear and shallow pool of waves, where you can take a photo and wash your feet.

"This calamity cloud has killed many demons and heroes from ancient times to the present. What is in the sky?"

"Are you worth it? Do I care?"

"This world is just a prison."

"When you work hard and break out of the wall, you think you are free, but you just enter a bigger cage. Poor people!"

"And you think you are superior, but in fact, you are just a slave guarding the cage door."

"Do you know who built this cage?"

"Of course you don't know, or are you just a prisoner in the bigger cage outside?"

"As for me, I actually don't want to know anything, and I don't want to go anywhere."

"I just want to guard this green hill where my ancestors live and travel freely!"

"I don't know what it's like to be a rotting rat, but I guess the chicks are still alive..."

She chuckled to the sky with endless sarcasm.

He plucked the hair from his temples, stood up suddenly, and walked away proudly.

Chen Zican stared at her blankly. He could neither see his body nor her face clearly, but he could see her peerless grace.

Suddenly, he realized that he had become her shadow.

I wanted to say something to her, but the words came out in silence. I wanted to reach out to her, but the touch was void.

He is just a shadow now, a shadow that cannot control itself, her shadow.

There was no time to be surprised. The layers of clouds that had been accumulating overhead suddenly became violent, as if they had come to life, and in the blink of an eye they turned into angry cattle on the grassland.

Those wild bulls roared and fought back and forth, and the whole sky was restless, spraying fire, condensed with lightning, and pregnant with thunder.

Suddenly, there was a flash of muffled thunder, and the sea of ​​clouds broke through the embankment.

Large groups of black clouds, like imprisoned oxen, bear bears, and Kunpeng, carrying endless murderous intent and majestic power, rushed towards the white umbrella in the sky, and the sky and the earth were darkened.

" go!"

Following the sound, the white umbrella circled and flew up from its shoulders, lightly, like a bamboo dragonfly flying from the hands of a naughty boy.

Seemingly slow but actually fast, it drew a graceful curve in the sky, passing through the oncoming clouds.

There was a loud explosion, the mountains shook, and light bloomed in the air.

The shadow of the umbrella is like a white rainbow in the sky, and the tumbling and changing ferocious monsters disappear in an instant.

Immediately, the wind and clouds dispersed, and golden sunlight appeared for a moment, but was blocked again in an instant.

"Please, how old are you? Can you be a little patient?"

"There are many little ones in the mountains who haven't had time to escape. This is not a suitable place..."

There was a thunderclap in mid-air.

"Old guy, if I say no, I won't!"

Shengxue, dressed in white, was like a fairy in the sky, without a hint of fireworks, but her tone suddenly became domineering.

The girl stood quietly until the sky fell silent and the mist gathered around her, then she turned around and went up the mountain without looking back.

The white and blooming dandelion continued to float up with the wind, drifting straight to the depths of the Yunshan Mountains, splitting a path of spring color in the turbulent sea of ​​clouds.

" Snapped"

A big raindrop hit the umbrella, and several rain flowers bloomed.

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, making a crackling sound, like a slowly beating drum.

One, two, three or four, the rain petals on the white umbrella bloom one by one.

The sky was surrounded by dark clouds, as if an invisible army was gathering in mid-air, with banners covering the sun, murderous intent soaring into the sky, armored as mountains, and a fierce array.

Ten flowers, a hundred flowers, tens of millions of flowers.

The drum beat changed from slow to fast, and gradually became dense and sonorous.

There was a thunder, clouds rolled, and the army surged forward.

From slow to fast, one step, two steps, three or four steps, ten steps, hundreds of steps, thousands of steps, destroying everything and moving forward indomitably.

That white umbrella stood tall and graceful among the vast sea of ​​clouds, like a weak little flower, yet it stood out with a powerful and powerful attitude.

Storms and rains, thousands of troops and horses, can't move at all.

In front of me, there is no more road.

The mountain at the foot is Taibai Mountain, the head of the Qinling Mountains.

The stone under your feet is the top of Taibai - the Conferred God Platform.

Angry waves rolled in all directions, and the turbid waves emptied out, rushing to the foot of the Conferred God Platform standing on the wall of Qianxun, but it seemed to have hit a transparent barrier high enough to reach the sky.

Clouds continued to pile up around the high platform with a radius of 100 meters, reaching into the night sky.

I don’t know where the wind comes from.

The cloudy mountains on the four walls suddenly turned into an upside-down Milky Way, flowing straight down with flying smoke and mist, flowing thousands of miles away.

The people under the umbrella were watching the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth quietly, but Chen Zican was watching her quietly. The most beautiful scenery in the world was not as good as hers.

After a while, she raised her head and suddenly smiled at the skyscraper waterfall surrounding her.

"Do you think I am the frog in the well?"

She looked at the sky as high as the mouth of a pot in the distance above her head, and said leisurely, "This altar is said to be the place where Jiang Ziya triumphantly conquered merchants and made a declaration to enshrine the gods."

"Of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods who have been conferred, there are not a few good people, and not a single living person!"

"The real culprit behind the list-making murder is cunning and despicable, not to mention.

"The so-called becoming a god is just being a ghost."

"If, on behalf of this day, you bring disasters and flog the people, I have to say, as far as I can see, you really haven't done a few good things in the past thousands of years."

"I, a little mountain god, come from the ancient wilderness. These eight hundred miles of green hills are the homeland of my Miao descendant."

"My family has protected this green mountain for generations and protected the creatures here."

"He is loved by all living beings, offered incense, and promoted as a mountain god. He has never crawled under this altar, begged for mercy, or been driven by others."

"Today, since God won't tolerate me, then let me see what kind of virtue this God can enjoy in human blood, and how this god can surpass the common people!"

After saying that, she sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes slightly, pinched the magic formula with her fingers, and entered a state of concentration.

Forbearing as the earth, motionless as a mountain, the air on the God Conferring Stage suddenly became stagnant.

When the wind stops and the rain stops, the dust will not rise.

Even her hair and clothes were motionless, as if she had turned into a statue.

The towering cloud waterfalls all around were drawn by the Qi machine and flowed rapidly.

There was a faint rumble of thunder, like a torrent of thunder, and large swaths of broken clouds and smoke were splashed from the bottom, changing and rising.

There seemed to be countless evil-looking ghosts and monsters crawling out of the Nine Nether Hells, baring their teeth and claws, trying to choose people to devour.

Over and over again, they hit the barrier around the Conferred God Platform like a wave, stirring up layers of dazzling white light.

The woman sitting cross-legged under the white umbrella was unmoved at all.

She softly recited a mantra, stretched out her right hand, and touched the ground with one finger.

Like a big tree taking root, it immediately connects itself to the mountain peak.

During the stalemate, a violent surge fell from the sky.

The rock cracks and stone apertures around the Conferred God Platform let out shrill screams, flowers and plants fell down, trees were broken, and countless large and small stones were swept into the air.

The small one is like a fist, the big one is like a bucket, and they rotate around the Conferred God Platform like a top.

Soon, the entire Conferred God Platform and the thousands of clouds standing on the surrounding walls began to rotate slowly, faster and faster.

After a while, the entire sea of ​​clouds on Taibai Mountain began to rotate, becoming more and more violent.

In the sky, a huge funnel appeared, a whirlpool that wanted to swallow up the heaven and the earth.

In the eye of the wind, the Conferred God Platform turned into a bottomless sinkhole.

Chen Zican was at the bottom of the pit, looking at the girl in white sitting cross-legged, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He didn't know who she was, he only knew that she was fighting.

The extremely violent celestial phenomena and the extremely quiet and beautiful girl are like a flower thrown into the sea of ​​fire.

This battle is heartbreakingly beautiful.

The rapidly circling wind carried dead trees and gravel, and violently hit the four walls of the sinkhole, creating a series of loud noises.

In the face of this unstoppable heavenly power, the barrier was crumbling and shrinking, like a balloon flying in the tip of a needle.

At this moment, the white umbrella on the woman's shoulder suddenly flew up, spiraling upward.

The twelve-spoke umbrella bones radiated hazy white light, and a bright moon seemed to appear in the sky.

The entire gloomy and dark sinkhole was shrouded in this warm and peaceful light.

The barrier that was about to collapse gradually stabilized, and even the tornado clouds that invaded the Conferred God Platform were slowly pushed out of the boundary.

The wind is getting stronger and the clouds are getting thicker.

The whirlpool was like a rumbling millstone that wanted to crush the earth, roaring and roaring around the Conferred God Platform.

The target is just the slender white shadow on the stage.

Above the deserted clouds, a clear dragon roar suddenly came out.

A black dragon as black as ink, as thick as a pagoda, and a hundred feet long, winding and winding, riding on the horn hurricane, spiraling straight up.

Suddenly he raised his head and roared, and sprayed a breath of lightning and thunder towards the white umbrella hanging in the sky.

The surface of the white umbrella exploded with layers of clear light, flying and dodging.

A few drops of dragon's breath splashed on the clear light on the umbrella surface ignited a faint phosphorus fire, green and pale, burning away the halo, which remained for a long time.

The black dragon was nimble and nimble, pursuing it relentlessly, ripping its claws apart and sweeping its tail, and kept attacking with breath after breath.

Not long after, the umbrella surface was already ignited with phosphorus fire, and the white light projected in the tiankeng barrier gradually dimmed.

Seeing that the protective surface of the umbrella was riddled with holes and was about to become unsustainable, the dragon shadow suddenly approached, raised its head, and swallowed the white umbrella in one gulp.

He turned around and wanted to swim out of the sea of ​​clouds.

The girl sitting cross-legged on the Conferring God Stage snorted coldly, suddenly opened her eyes, reached out and pulled off the wooden hairpin on her head, and with a touch of two fingers, it immediately turned into a three-foot ebony long sword, and a black light flew through the air, killing the dragon. head.

There was a loud thunderbolt, and the entire hundred-foot giant dragon floated away like blue smoke, with fire and rain flying.

The ebony sword also turned into a cloud of flying ash, falling with a rustling sound.

In the sky, only the white umbrella was left, swinging slowly and falling slowly.

The girl gathered her long hair that fell down her shoulders, sighed, stood up slowly, and reached out to catch the fallen white umbrella.

Caressing the umbrella surface gently, I saw that although it was not damaged, it was no longer white. There were traces of smoke and fire everywhere. The light was extinguished and it was bleak and pitiful.

She silently put away the white umbrella and carried it behind her back.

Then he took out a black rubber band from his slender snow-white wrist, held it in his mouth, and slowly tied up his hair.

He raised his head and said to the sky: "The relics that grandma left for me before she died were almost destroyed here today!"

"I don't learn physical refining, I don't practice physical refining, and I never compete with others. For thousands of years, I have been alone in the mountains. The only thing I have done is to breathe in the essence of the sun and the moon to train my inner alchemy."

"So, I'm really not good at throwing magic weapons in fights!"

"However, I am the first celestial fox in the history of Qingqiu to cultivate seven tails in just a thousand years."

"Grandma has said since I was a child that I am a genius. As long as I survive the thunderstorm, I will be able to cultivate the Nine Tails..."

She suddenly smiled brightly, "Although grandma never imagined that my thunder disaster would be greater than hers."

"However, no matter what her wish is, I still have to give it a try!"

The strong wind is grinding, and the boulders are like rain, constantly colliding on the barrier, creating bright ripples like water flowers.

The entire barrier flickered on and off, swaying and barely holding on for a moment, like a piece of glass that was overwhelmed and shattered.