I open a restaurant in Xiujie

After listening to Xiaosuolu's careful explanation, Yu Xiaotan realized that his thinking had fallen into a misunderstanding.

It looks like a torrent of magma, must it be magma?

Not necessarily.

After all, in the past hundreds of years, the melting furnace formation has been used by Yun Haizong as a blessed cave. After being stimulated by the blood of the real dragon, the red-gold spiritual rain in the air, if it accumulates into a spring, it may be magma look like.

In other words, the terrifying magma that was overwhelming outside at this moment is actually high-quality spiritual power that is so rich that it has turned into substance.

At the same time, everyone on Yunhai Peak also noticed something was wrong.

The magma was flowing, quickly seeping into the depths along the cracks in the ground, and the red-gold fire waves that had been chasing people fleeing all over the mountains and plains just now had mostly disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And in the place where the magma flowed, although there were large areas of scorched earth, many large stones that were crystal clear and like amber were left behind.

The stones showed a faint golden light under the cloudy clouds, and the whole body was beautifully streamlined like beeswax, brightly colored with a bright and soft fat luster, and in the translucent luster, there were impressively a series of people standing or sitting. The silhouette of the man—eyes closed, brows furrowed.

It was the disciples who couldn't escape before and were engulfed by magma.

The disciples looked at all this in amazement, and raised their hands to pat the large amber in front of them.

The texture is delicate, the tentacles are warm and moist, and the moment it is touched, it quietly turns into powder and floats in the wind.

So for a moment, the entire Yunhai Peak was covered with light powder, and when the amber shattered, it was like a thin film cracking in the air, and the people all over the mountain finally felt the fullness through the overly hot and vivid flame breath. The taste of spiritual power.

The scorched mountain forest sprouted new shoots at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the birds wrapped in amber flapped their shiny wings and flew into the sky in groups, and a few bubbles appeared from the source of the evaporated stream, and soon there were more Clear and lighter spring water gushes out, along the deep river bed, ding ding dong dong to the valley.

Yunhaifeng's situation reversed in an instant, life and death and prosperity seemed to be blurred at this moment, and the disciple who sat up from the amber was dim-eyed and hadn't figured out the situation yet: "What's going on, did I fall asleep? A big fire..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly burped, and spit out a few small sparks from his mouth.

"...What the hell?"

While spitting sparks, the disciple stared at his hand in disbelief: "I have consecrated it, when did it happen?"

"And my Huoxing Dao Rhyme, why is it suddenly so high?"

"Me too," someone shouted not far away, "My Chi Xiao Zhan is perfect!"

"I broke through the foundation building, woohoo!"

"The spirit sword that I just threw into the forging furnace has already been forged now? Seeing that it is overflowing with precious light, it must be no small matter."

"Ahahaha I have a Taoist companion!"

"..."

The distinctive voice immediately attracted a lot of strange eyes.

In the center of his gaze, a disciple triumphantly held the hand of another shy young man, and said with a smile on his face, "I have admired senior brother for many years, but I have never dared to confess it. The moment I was submerged in magma, I thought I would die." Huang Quan finally mustered up the courage... I didn't think about it..."

Disciples; "..."

Suddenly, I felt that the Foundation Establishment Daoyun Lingjian Chixiao Zhan was weak.

Damn, so sour!

Most of the disciples who were sucked into by the magma were low-level disciples, and they were the ones who benefited the most at this time. Many elite disciples watched from the sidelines, their eye circles were red with greed, and they couldn't help but look up at the cracked hole. Yamaguchi: "It's full of magma, right?"

"If I jump off the mountain now..."

"You will be burned into a ball of coke." The person next to him was merciless, "Wake up, it's almost dawn."

The person who was staring at the top of the mountain let out a long sigh and had no choice but to give up.

This is the case with many things in the world. There is only one opportunity, and if you miss it, you will miss it.

"This whole night is really tiring." The elite disciple muttered, "Running around for half the night is still a waste of work. The thief is so innocent."

As soon as the words fell, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and it fell suddenly!

The elite disciple was startled by the thunder that almost hit his head, and hurriedly retreated to the side. After retreating, he realized that the thunder was not coming at him, but aimed at the outer disciple who had just broken through the foundation establishment.

Seeing the outer disciple struggling to resist the thunder calamity, the elite disciple twitched his lips, and was about to say something, but suddenly remembered something, and his eyes widened——

On the entire Yunhai Peak, it was not just three or five people who were swept away by magma, and now they have broken through the realm!

"I go!"

The elite disciple really panicked this time, and fled far away with his companions.

That is thunder calamity, the power from heaven, even the low-level promotion thunder calamity should not be underestimated, not to mention that with the collective promotion of everyone at this moment, the thunder is densely packed, layer upon layer, and smashes down on the disciples all over the mountains and plains!

Yunhaifeng, who had just escaped from the sea of ​​flames, was enveloped by a sea of ​​thunder in an instant.

There were young disciples who were beaten and screamed everywhere, and they were chased by Lei and chased them all over the mountain.But this time, the elders didn't panic anymore. They tried their best to protect the disciples in front of Huohai before, but now they found a remote place and watched the excitement with smiles.

To be able to join the Yunhai Sect, even the disciples of the outer sect are outstanding existences among the monks. Thunderbolt will be the best temper for them, and it will also be the baptism of rebirth after promotion.Looking at the voices of people all over the mountain, the Great Elder shook his head and said with emotion: "It's really a scene full of vitality."

The other elders said yes one after another.

After a while, the Great Elder suddenly remembered something again: "By the way, where is Cheng Xun?"

Cheng Xun is the name taboo of Cheng Zongzhu.

It's just that in the past few decades, everyone respectfully called him "Suzerain", so when the first elder suddenly said "Cheng Xun" in a muffled voice, the elders didn't realize who this person was for a moment.

After a while, someone clapped their hands: "That's right, where is the suzerain, why is there no sign of him?"

Another person said gloomily, "What suzerain, he is also worthy?"

With the explosion of the large formation in the furnace, the small formations adsorbed on the large formation were also fully exposed, and why the bloody evil spirit could quickly spread to most of the Yunfeng, the elders are not fools, even if they didn't know it at the beginning, after careful investigation , I also understand a lot.

At this time, when I think of the array plate exposed by Cheng Huan's hand at the Tenglong Sacrifice, the breath of the elders is instantly heavy, and they keep shaking their heads and sighing in their hearts, wishing they could go back to that time and eat the two of the Cheng family. The idiot was slapped away.

"I didn't see anyone else, probably escaped."

The ten elders stood at the end of the crowd, but their voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and their scrutinizing gazes slowly swept across the faces of the elders: "If he made such a big mistake, if he doesn't run away, is he still staying and waiting to be judged by the clan rules—— Eighth Elder, why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with what the old man said?"

"By the way, you are the closest to Cheng Xun on weekdays. I'm afraid you were involved in all the bastard things he did?"

"what?"

The eighth elder's face instantly turned pale, and he pointed at the tenth elder with trembling fingertips: "Don't spit blood, I'm just friends with him. The dirty things he did are unreasonable. If I see him again, I am the first to spare him!"

"All right, all right," the Great Elder waved his hand impatiently, "What are you talking about?"

Pausing for a moment, the old man closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was an obscure light in his eyes.

He was silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Give me an order, the whole state hunts down, dig three feet to dig this man out."

The elder next to him responded, but he didn't go far when the Great Elder suddenly said, "Wait!"

The elder turned his head suspiciously.

The Great Elder ordered: "Remember, hunt in secret."

"Don't let other sects see our Yunhai's joke."

……

In the forest halfway up the mountain, Ji Chuchen hugged Yu Xiaotan and waited quietly beside a remote bluestone.

There are fewer people here, and the thunder disaster is not too violent.

Wang Dali collapsed into a big character under the blue stone, humming wildly while looking up at the thunderclouds in the sky.He was not drawn into the magma and lost the opportunity to improve his cultivation rapidly, but he didn't seem to regret it at the moment, he just stared at the dense clouds in the sky with wide eyes in novelty.

"It's rare to see it in a hundred years," Wang Dali said with emotion, "Young Master Cheng, your sea of ​​clouds is going to become famous in the world again this time. Hundreds of disciples broke through together. Hey, it's so powerful. My heart trembles when I hear it here."

As he said that, he turned his head to glance at Ji Chuchen, only to see the young man in white frowned under the dense cloud, and the silent wind and waves were undulating around him, even though there was no one around, he did not relax.

Wang Dali blinked: "Don't be so nervous, isn't Master all right?"

Ji Chuchen's wrist trembled slightly, he hugged Yu Xiaotan even tighter, looked up at the thick cloud in the sky, and said in a low voice: "...I hope so."

But he always felt uneasy in his heart.

The thunderclouds in the sky were densely covered, and there was no sign of dissipating after half an hour. On the contrary, the color became thicker and the thunderlight became more intense. Ji Chuchen's mood fluctuated, and the faint words of the phantom in the secret realm echoed in his mind.

A natural disaster turned the entire land into a pool of thunder, overturned a prosperous city, and buried the chef and his followers in the depths of Tianzhou forever.

Ji Chuchen's slashed jaw was raised, and his long and narrow black eyes were fixed on the thunderclouds in the sky.Amidst the gusts of gloomy wind, he faintly felt that something was looking down on the earth coldly that day, and his piercing cold eyes swept over the disciples who were baptized by Lei Jie inch by inch.

Under such heavenly power, everything in the world has nowhere to hide.

Ji Chuchen's lips were pursed into a straight line, and there was a shimmering light in his eyes, as if dark waves were rising and falling.

He always likes to plan things before making decisions, but at this moment, facing the sky full of thunder, Ji Chuchen hugged the tender body of the boy in his arms, and suddenly realized that in front of the real Tianwei, the talent he is proud of is useless, Nascent Soul's cultivation is nothing more than the power of ants.

That's the law of heaven.

No matter how advanced the monks in the world are, even if they are powerful in the Mahayana period, they must bow their heads and ears and lower their proud heads in front of this majesty.

Ji Chuchen's heart moved slightly.

He closed his eyes slightly to block the strange color that flashed in his eyes.

The story of the fairy chef seems far away, but it seems to have planted a seed in his heart quietly.

In the past, for Lei Jie, Ji Chuchen felt nothing but awe.

But at this moment, he was looking at the mountains covered with thunder and waves, and the thunderbolts were rushing, and suddenly he heard his heart beating violently in his chest, thump, thump.

The more nervous, the more bloody.

The tip of the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the body of the sword overflowed with cold light, like snow and crystals in the middle of winter, shining brightly.

Fantastic, a daring idea appeared in Ji Chuchen's mind.

Even though I know that I am nothing but an ant.

He also wanted to raise his long sword, give it a try, and strike at the thundercloud.