You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 180 What is Qingqiu Immortal (Part )

Flames, light, heat, and broken white jade exploded in the hands of the Laughing Buddha, making a thumping sound.

"bump!"

The Smiling Buddha only felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. When he looked at his palm again, he saw that his entire palm was blown to pieces, leaving only layers of white bones and flesh and blood, as well as a rolling black stream mixed in with the flesh and blood.

The white jade that was originally held in his hand has disappeared.

Hu Wen's figure also appeared directly beside the Smiling Buddha, as if pushed by some huge force, falling straight towards the direction of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Hu Wen's cultivation was still at the peak of the acquired realm. Even if he escaped from this dream, it would be impossible for him to master the art of floating in the air.

If he falls down, Hu Wen will fall directly into this sea of ​​suffering and be contaminated by it.

However, at this moment, a layer of pure white milky light suddenly appeared under him, lifting him up.

It turned out that a fox walked out of the dream, dragged Hu Wen by its tail and pulled him away.

Hu Wen, who had just woken up from a dream, subconsciously put his hand on the fox.

When he saw the fox's appearance, he thought it was handsome and very familiar.

"Brother Liang?"

Hu Wen murmured, and the fox turned his head to look at him, then moved forward without saying a word.

"You are already an evil ghost in a dream, and you still want to save people? Come back here!"

Things were out of the control of the Smiling Buddha. The blind evil monk was feeling extremely annoyed, so he stretched out his hand in the direction of Hu Wen and started to practice Taoism.

The Buddhist beads rang slightly, and the waves of the sea of ​​suffering surged up, gathering into a huge black palm, which grabbed towards Hu Wen.

However, as soon as the ocean current moved, a flash of lightning flashed through the sky, piercing through the entire black water and turning it into shattered flowers all over the sky.

Zuo Chen had left the Juetianduandi formation at some point without knowing it. He was floating in the air, quickly approaching the fox that was dragging Hu Wen, and went to provide support.

When he saw Zuo Chen coming out of the formation, Smiling Buddha's heart sank.

He knew there was no way he could get Hu Wen back.

He planned to rely on his last bit of strength to manipulate the Qingqiu Mountain and smash it over!
The Smiling Buddha made a Taoist gesture with his hands, but at this moment, he felt a stiff resistance.

"this?"

The Great Dream of Qingqiu was escaping from his control at a rapid speed, and the Smiling Buddha seemed to discover that something in the Great Dream of Qingqiu was slowly waking up!

Turn around suddenly.

The sun shines on the Qingqiu Mountain, illuminating the entire mountain.

On the rolling mountains, among the layers of tree shadows, pairs of eyes are slowly opening, waking up from their dreams.

They were surrounded by a bright red aura and wrapped in transparent black from head to toe. They had long been contaminated by the sea of ​​suffering.

However, they retained the last bit of sanity.

The Qingqiu immortals who were immersed in the sea of ​​suffering did not hesitate at all. They ignited their last dream and turned it into a raging fire.

The remnant dream is burning, the flames are dancing, as an outsider, can the Smiling Buddha withstand such a huge flame?

He was in pain from the burns, screaming in agony, his figure flickering, and it seemed that he could hardly maintain his existence.

Amid the flames that burned all over the mountain, a woman in a palace dress walked out slowly, carrying a basket of flowers.

The hem of her skirt was burning, her black hair was burning, and her fox-like ears and tail were also on fire, burning red on all sides and making bursts of crackling sounds.

Hu Wen, who was sitting on the shadow of the white fox, turned around and saw the woman. His lips trembled slightly and he seemed to be saying something.

But the waves were too loud, and the wind was too strong; her voice could not be heard and was completely drowned out by the sea of ​​suffering.

He could tell that it was not his real mother, but a residual image in Taotao Qingqiu's dream. It was the proof that his mother was alive and the last thing left in the world by the Qingqiu fairy.

As if she had sensed Hu Wen's gaze, Qingqiu Lou Mei looked in his direction with a relieved smile.

Then, he turned his finger and pointed at the Laughing Buddha:

"The dirty thief took advantage of the owner's absence to sneak into the house and steal things."

Stretch out your finger and flick it lightly.

The Smiling Monk, who was hiding in a dream, immediately felt a lot of pressure.

His face changed continuously and he ran left and right in a big dream.

But at this moment, the Smiling Buddha realized that no matter where he was, they were all Qingqiu Immortals. How could he escape from Qingqiu Mountain?

After only three or four breaths, the Smiling Buddha was thrown out of the dream, and his virtual body solidified at this moment.

The Smiling Buddha, who was flying backwards in the air, just stopped. He coughed a few times and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a burning pain in his palms.

This flame did not burn the flesh, but burned the soul. In just a moment, it completely enveloped the body of the Laughing Buddha.

A burning pain came from his body, but the Smiling Buddha did not move.

He stared at his palms without saying a word.

Xiao Huanxi had been planning for this battle for twenty years.

Use black magic to modify the body so that it can adapt to the sea of ​​suffering longer.

Make arrangements in Youzhou to ensure that you can bypass the northern fortress and enter the interior of this bitter sea.

Going to Jingzhou to cheat and make a profit is safe.

After searching painstakingly amid the raging waves, they finally found the Qingqiu Mountain.

A ritual was held in the mountains, which led to the leakage of the Great Dream of Qingqiu.

He took the most advanced magical weapon left over from ancient times just to control this sea of ​​suffering.

Twenty years passed in a flash, and today, the groundwork was finally completed, but I met that Taoist.

"Taoist... Taoist! If it weren't for you, Qingqiu Mountain would have crashed into Juetianduandi long ago! Taoist! Taoist! If it weren't for you, how could all the plans end up like this!"

The Laughing Buddha squeezed out his last bit of strength:

"I don't think the surging waves in the sea of ​​suffering can push away the great mountain of Qingqiu!"

Just as he was about to mobilize his strength, the Smiling Buddha immediately discovered that a Taoist priest had appeared in front of him.

The Smiling Monk already had a look of death on his face.

Without the protection of Dameng, what can he use to fight Zuo Chen?
The Taoist stretched out two fingers, ignoring the blazing flames, and tapped the top of the Laughing Buddha's head.

At this moment, the Laughing Buddha seemed to see a hazy phantom.

He saw the sky covered with dark clouds and the Taoist standing in the middle of the clouds.

The myriad thunderstorms cover all directions, so how can they tolerate filth like him?

"Taoist priest!"

He roared at the dark clouds in the sky and tried to rush upwards, only to see a thunderbolt strike down and pierce through his soul!

In an instant, even the soul was struck by lightning, shattered into pieces and cut into foam.

It turned into ashes from under his feet and dispersed with the wind. His eyes were still open, and although he was dead, his eyes were full of resentment.

Seeing the Smiling Buddha disappear into thin air, Zuo Chen thought for a moment, stretched out his hand in the air, and got a small piece of the Smiling Buddha's clothes.

This is the fate of the Smiling Buddha.

The identity of the Smiling Buddha...who knows...maybe it will be useful.

The fire on Qingqiu Mountain gradually died down, and Hu Wen was carried to the shore by the last fox.

A small door was opened above the Juetianduandi formation to send Hu Wen in.

After putting Hu Wen down, the white fox saluted Zuo Chen and disappeared like smoke in the wind, as if it had never appeared.

Only Hu Wen was left looking at the Qingqiu Mountain in the distance and the Qingqiu Immortals who were still burning.

Qingqiu Lou Mei turned her head to look at Hu Wen, and also looked further south.

There are all kinds of living things there, and there are also eternal dreams.

The little foxes she gave away are still alive, and Qingqiu's bloodline is still continuing in this world.

"As long as they are all alive."

After murmuring a few words, Qingqiu Lou's charming eyes began to shine again.

She looked at Hu Wen, as if saying her final farewell.

"Hu Wen, you have to watch out.

"We are all dream protectors. Now that Changmeng is in turmoil, our country is in turmoil. Even if we return to a safe place, this Qingqiu Mountain may not be of any use. It is better to stay here to protect our country!"

Qingqiu Lou Mei spread out her arms, and the fox fairies circled around her.

Just laugh and sing:

"Young gentlemen, young ladies, what is a Qingqiu fairy?"

The fox fairies around her all sang in unison:

"Qingqiu swallows up Yunmeng, and re-enters Tianmen.

"Protect my hometown, protect my beautiful dream, and just hope I can sleep peacefully, that's what my heart desires!
"Qingqiu Immortal is the guardian immortal!"

All the foxes flew over Qingqiu Mountain together, circling the mountain with laughter and joy, letting the flames from their bodies pass over the mountain, burning the soil, sweeping across the trees, and igniting clouds of fire, which reflected the beautiful mountain.

The flames on their bodies did not destroy Qingqiu Mountain, but instead gave it a layer of dazzling brilliance, making the mountain sparkle, clear and clean.

"True Lord, I hope you can use the technique of moving mountains and filling the sea to make Qingqiu's high mountains suppress this bitter sea."

Qingqiu Lou Mei said to Zuo Chen.

Her remnant dream was almost completely consumed, leaving only a vague shadow still in the air, swaying gently.

"good."

Zuo Chen reached out and straightened his tall crown.

He held up the Taoist formula in his hand, and the first-grade mountain-carrying and stone-pressing technique was used again.

He turned his palm and the Qingqiu Mountain appeared in his hand again.

He slowly exerted force and lifted it up.

The peak of Qingqiu Mountain floated in the middle of the air, some dust fell on the peak, clouds surrounded the top of the mountain, and fog enveloped the surroundings.

Then he slowly held it and carefully released it towards Juetianduandi.

Qingqiu Mountain drew a white mark in the sky, touching the sky and the earth, but there was no loss between the two. Instead, they blended into one like water and milk.

From the peak down to the same level as the shore, Qingqiu Mountain becomes the first line of defense against the sea of ​​suffering.

Zuo Chen took out a Taoist talisman from his arms, and a few drops of blood flowed out from the center of his left index finger and gathered at the fingertips.

He used his finger as a pen and wrote eight big characters on the talisman:

"Move mountains and fill the sea, and the water will dry up!"

Throwing the talisman outward, the yellow talisman, which was originally only the size of a palm, expanded rapidly in the air, and in the blink of an eye it seemed to cover the sky and the earth.

The talisman fell on the side of Qingqiu Mountain facing the Sea of ​​Bitterness, covering it.

The next moment, the talisman also shone brightly, and the turbulent sea of ​​suffering around it became calm in an instant, with only tiny waves crashing into the Qingqiu Mountain, which had been integrated into the Juetianduandi formation.

The setting sun is rising in the sky, but the bright moon has not yet set. There are white clouds reflected by the morning sun, and the sky is full of stars that have not yet dispersed.

The waves are gently rippling, and the stars are shining in the sky.

There will be no more disturbances in this sea of ​​suffering for the next five hundred years.

Hu Wen looked up at the Qingqiu Mountains. He saw many fox fairies floating down from above, and they had become a dream bubble, completely vanishing into thin air.

Qingqiu Lou Mei fell to the ground, leaving only a tiny afterimage, which was the last dream of the Qingqiu Fox Fairy.

Hu Wen finally couldn't hold back his tears and burst into tears:

"mother!"

Qingqiu Loumei's remnant dream body trembled slightly.

She looked at Hu Wen.

Although I couldn't see the eyes, I couldn't see the body shape clearly.

I could still feel that she seemed to be smiling.

The sunlight came out from the mountain and fell in front of Hu Wen.

Under the light, Qingqiu Loumei’s remnant dream finally disappeared.

The sun rises, and a new day begins.

It’s time to wake up from the dream.

……

Zuo Chen has not yet returned to the Juetian Formation.

He looked towards the place where the Laughing Buddha was burned to ashes.

A string of Buddhist beads is still floating there.

Directly below the Buddhist beads, an illusory figure was gradually solidifying. He picked up the Buddhist beads with one hand, held them in his hand, and coiled the beads one by one.

The old monk was wearing tattered clothes, had a skinny body, and looked like a phantom; his face could not be seen clearly.

He glanced sideways, and at this moment when the sun and the moon were together, he looked at Zuo Chen.

"Daoyou, long time no see."

Three updates today! I've been writing articles until two or three in the morning, and I'm a little tired.

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