Chapter 248 Bloodline Awakening (2)

In an instant, from this broken scroll, countless dense golden light words appeared. These words seemed to move, and all of them flew into the hairpin star and merged into her mind.

The Heart Sutra above is different from what Fairy Qinghua gave her earlier.

The inheritance of Fairy Qinghua itself came from the accumulation of many years in the Immortal Cultivation World in Duzhou, and Hairpin Xing had not set foot in Immortal Cultivation for more than 20 years, so it was difficult to understand. But this "Peerless Heart Sutra", as written in the book, is neither a devil nor an immortal, neither is it a cultivation method in the world of immortals, and it has nothing to do with the power of the devil's essence. is the most suitable way.

The way of cultivation is mostly to cultivate the way of heaven and earth, borrowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve one's own cultivation, the focus is on a "gathering". But this book of cultivation does the opposite, dispersing one's own power between heaven and earth, focusing on the word "scatter".

All cultivators must follow the existing cultivation rules, but they will always repeat the path of others, and breakthroughs will eventually come to an end. It is better to take a path that others have never traveled before, and create their own rules. With this cultivation method, you may be able to glimpse the prehistoric times. avenue.

The hairpin star's eyes closed again.

Bingyuan became silent again.

Curling Yao world, like the oldest place in the world, gathers the vast snow-white jade between heaven and earth. And that green seed, that little tree that struggled to sprout in the coldest and quietest place in the world, was galloping toward the exit of the ice abyss, still growing warmly and slowly.

Like its owner, exploring alone in the gap of fate, moving forward firmly.

One day, two days, one month, two months, long silence, Bingyuan in the vast world is only a small corner, what is going through in this Bingyuan is but a tiny moment in the universe. The avenue is never-ending, and the challengers who climb to the dome are always going one after the other, endlessly.

Bu Jiang always looked worriedly at the corner of the ice cave, where there was no sign of anyone. The ice and snow came faster, fiercer and more murderous than before. They firmly wrapped the girl who sat silently, swallowing her together with her will, trying to turn her into one of the thousands of names in this vast white snow.

Her name is indeed engraved on it, and it is getting deeper and deeper every day, but it is different from other names on the ice wall. The three characters "Yang Hairpin Star" are always very bright, different from those names that seem to be covered with a layer of white mist.

I don't know how long these days will pass, the ice cave is still growing, but Bujiang's heart has calmed down inexplicably. I don't know since when, she seems to have begun to firmly believe that the abyss of extreme ice is not impossible to climb, and one day, the hairpin will be able to go out.

Bingyuan is like a piece of ice solidified in the mainland of Duzhou, cold, empty, and eternally still.

However, in the long wait, finally, in a place that no one noticed, there are some changes quietly happening.

For example, the sleeping big cat hiding in the girl's arms, the snow-white fur began to slowly turn silvery white, like countless flowing lights, began to grow little by little, and quickly covered with the former brilliance.

On the mainland of Duzhou, layers of dark clouds surged, piling up heavily, enveloping the world in darkness.

Bean-sized raindrops crashed down from the clouds, and people on the street ran in a hurry to avoid a sudden torrential rain this winter morning. A monk in the town stood on the small building, looked up at the clouds, and gradually showed a look of surprise: "This is."

"Boom—"

The sound of thunder blasted at the end of the sky, as if it was about to shred the world. The sound was so terrifying that some young children sobbed and ran into their mother's arms.

"Thunder calamity?" The monk murmured: "With such a big thunder calamity, someone broke through nearby?"

The sound of thunder came from far and near, passed through the mountains and rivers, and landed on the top of the abyss of extreme ice. Bu Jiang, who was drowsy, was awakened by the sound of thunder. He was stunned at first, and then subconsciously looked at the hairpin.

The girl in the ice cave didn't move for a second, and the ice cave that wrapped her was like a solitary tomb, silently burying her in it.

However, there was a shadow of a tree growing on the solitary tomb.

Unconsciously, this green tree has grown very lush, and it has become a giant tree. The dense canopy grows with the ice abyss, exuding strong vitality from the branches and leaves, betting on this desolate long abyss middle.

"Boom--"

Another sound of thunder sounded, and all the lightning that rolled from the clouds fell on the girl. Bujiang's eyes narrowed, and he was surprised and happy: "It's Jieyun!"

The happy thing is that since it is a robbery cloud, then there must be a breakthrough in the cultivation of hairpin stars. After being in the ice abyss for so long, the hairpin star did not speak, but Jiang's magic energy could not release the shackles of the ice cave. Now it seems that she should have adventures and even break through again, which is a good thing. What is surprising is that this thunder tribulation is so terrifying, it is still difficult for ordinary monks to transform, not to mention the hairpin star now trapped in the ice abyss. How many big hands were careless when breaking through the calamity, not only wasted all previous efforts, but even lost their lives.

She is now bound in the prison by chains, unable to leave this ice platform, only a bit of Demon King Yuan Li can't even melt the snow in the ice abyss, not to mention helping the hairpin star to cross the calamity.

This time, Hairpin Star can only rely on himself.

The thunder robbery continues, the sound is louder and louder, and each time it is more violent. In the Capital Continent, it seems that all the robbery clouds have converged in the sky, pressing down heavily on the top of the head, vowing to crush the sky.

On Gufeng Mountain, the sect disciples walked out one after another, looking at the rolling black clouds in the sky, their hearts jumped.

"I have never seen so many robbery clouds. Ordinary cultivators transcend tribulations, but only one thunder tribulation at a time, even if they break through to the point of distraction, they are only seven robbery clouds at a time. But you see, this little robbery cloud It is said that there are dozens of them, is it possible that this person broke through to the Mahayana from the foundation of the foundation?"

"Not only that," another disciple pointed to the distance: "It's still the purple robbery cloud! Red orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, the purple robbery cloud is the most ferocious, but all the purple robbery clouds are coming from the sky! It scares people to death. !"

In the rolling black clouds, there is a faint purple leakage from them, and the rolling, like a purple cloud dragon, floating and sinking in the world.

The five thunder towers where Gu Baiying was tortured in Duzhou, the lightning strikes were only cyan, and even with such a cyan thunder, for decades, no cultivator could survive forty-nine days.

"In such a big battle, which fellow practitioner is here to overcome the calamity? When did we have such a genius in Duzhou? Back then, when Senior Sister Meng and Uncle Seven fought through the calamity, they never saw such a battle! "

"More than that, I heard that the first head of the first sect, Yushan Sage, was such a purple robbery cloud when he first ascended. Could it be a fellow practitioner who is about to ascend?"