The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 184: Black Rain and Survival with Broken Arm
Actually, to be honest, Chu Zhou was somewhat moved.

Xuanzhen Temple is developing very fast. He believes that it won't take many years for the disciples' strength to be improved.

But things like background are reflected in many aspects.

It's the case with those elderly people who are enjoying their retirement, it's the case with all kinds of magical instruments and treasures, it's the case with secret books, and it's also the case with this kind of understanding of history and knowledge of various secrets.

Chu Zhou never thought that the inheritance displayed by his family was actually related to some ancient immortal.

Although he knew clearly that what he had learned was not true, it made sense if he used the ancient immortal's skin as an excuse.

This could also explain why Yan Xiuyuan from Tyrant Sect only took Xuanzhen Temple's secret martial arts but didn't get to the bottom of it!

It is estimated that those who know about it have classified Chu Zhou's abnormal behavior as an ancient immortal inheritance.

And now Chu Zhou also needs such a platform to understand the bigger world, deeper secrets, and a wider world...

So, no matter what force or organization it is, just join it.

As for whether they are under control or not, and whether they are obedient or not?

Chu Zhou thought that he only listened to himself and believed in himself!
Of course, the forces behind the old man Erhu must have means to control him, and the means to restrict his personal freedom are nothing more than poison, insects, secret techniques, etc.

But Chu Zhou is not afraid!
He has the Jie Yin Hall, so at worst he can just exchange for some corresponding courses, and it shouldn't be difficult to find a way to resolve it.

After all, whether it's poison, insects, or secret techniques, their power lies in their mystery and unknownness, not in how scary they are.

It's a pity that although Chu Zhou was willing to join in and pretend to be submissive, some things still touched his bottom line.

For example, feeding spiritual beasts with human lives!
Perhaps they are used to being high and mighty, and think that the lives of mortals are like ants and need not be taken seriously, but that is something Chu Zhou cannot accept!
As he said: People who disregard the lives of others are not worthy of trust.

People still need to persist in their lives. As for this kind of people, he even feels disgusted when talking to them.

In other words, it would be better for such people to die!
Chu Zhou's move was as fast as lightning. The dragon claw seemed to be random, and he didn't even use any magic power, but the sound of breaking through the air was like a dragon's roar. The force it carried tore through the air and extended out inch by inch.
In just a moment, he reached the face of the Erhu old man, and with another grab, he could immediately hold the Erhu old man's head in his hand.

There is no need to doubt his finger strength. No matter how hard the erhu player's head is, it will not be much better than a fallen watermelon!
The old man with Erhu looked a little surprised. He had been planning this negotiation for a long time, and those secrets were not something that ordinary people could know.

He used this as a launching pad to attract other ideas, and also used the Palace of Killing Immortals as a threat, just to get the man in front of him into his pocket.

Originally, he was extremely confident, but he didn't expect that the other party would turn against him just because of a group of "untouchables"?

He couldn't understand!
However, he had never let his guard down, and when he saw Chu Zhou taking action, he reacted even faster.

Then one could hear the sound of the erhu becoming more and more rapid, like a violent storm, making people's hearts in a mess.

With him as the center, countless thin white marks suddenly appeared around him, forming a net that was intended to crush Chu Zhou directly.

Chu Zhou can strike first, so he can naturally set a trap and wait for the prey to attack. Who will be the winner in the end?

You'll only know after you've fought it.

Even though Chu Zhou boasts of his strong physique and indestructibility, he will not do it if you ask him to go head-to-head with these sonic threads.

Then, azure blue magic power lit up in the void, forming a complex closed loop of spiritual patterns.

Between the rise and fall, Chu Zhou's figure disappeared, and instead a ball of water surged out, rolling like a spirit snake and going away into the distance.

——Magic, water escape technique!
Those lit sound wave threads passed by, leaving traces in the water, but had no effect at all.

In just a blink of an eye, the water receded in mid-air and Chu Zhou appeared again.

Looking down from above, he looked at the old man with the erhu with a strange expression: "I only thought that your secret technique was powerful and that you could summon a plague of locusts, but I never thought that you had such a powerful sonic skill. Your martial arts skills are really not weak."

The erhu player also looked up, his hands moving without stopping, the music becoming more urgent, but his cloudy eyes changed, showing surprise and disbelief.

Of course, there is more greed, endless greed!
“I only thought that Chu Guanzhu had an unparalleled spirit and profound martial arts, but I never thought that your secret skills were so powerful?!

I am even more curious about what kind of inheritance you have received. You have already achieved such accomplishments in the secret arts of martial arts at such a young age."

The old man with the erhu smiled, his mouth almost split to the back of his ears, revealing a mouth full of missing teeth: "I know Master Chu is willing to share, but I wonder if you can tell me about your true heritage?"

"Want to know? If you kill me, you will find it naturally."

Chu Zhou was also laughing, but his smile was cold: "I just don't know if you, an old man, have the ability to do that?"

"In that case, let's fight first and talk about it later."

"I also think that killing you would make me happy."

In mid-air, Chu Zhou leaped up and transformed into a blue sea dragon, spewing white mist from his mouth, which instantly filled an area of ​​ten miles in radius.

Then there were silver snakes dancing wildly, lightning and thunder, and the dark clouds were pressing very low, as if it was the end of the world, completely covering the entire Dragon King Temple.

In the Dragon King Temple, the erhu-playing old man couldn't help but twitch his face, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became fierce.

He stood up, stood still, took a deep breath, pressed the erhu in his hand again, and played it quickly.

It was like a loud sound without sound. This time, there was no sad and mournful sound. Only countless sound waves turned into thin threads and spread in all directions.

Then, the houses, walls, the statue of the Dragon King, and the trees in the courtyard all broke into pieces with the sound of "bang bang bang bang", and smoke filled the sky.

Those buildings are still there, but they are like castles on the beach, they will break into pieces at the slightest touch!
Looking down from a high altitude, the entire Dragon King Temple looks like a huge flower standing upright.

Countless sound wave threads form swaying petals and rhizomes, which are deeply rooted in the soil, swaying gracefully under the heavy clouds.

Hiss...

A dragon roar was heard, and the clouds suddenly became as dark as ink, and then pressed down very low.

Only when there are lightning and thunder can you see an unknown length of blue sea dragon constantly swimming in the dark clouds.

Crackling!

Rumble, rumble...

After the silver snake danced wildly, it began to rain. Bean-sized raindrops fell like the sound of swords fighting, covering the earth in an instant.

If you look closely, the raindrops are black. After falling to the ground, the ground is directly corroded into pits of various sizes.

The Dragon King Temple, which had been cut by the thin line of sound waves, was already shaky. Now, under the black water, it was rapidly disintegrating like melting ice and snow.

It is worth mentioning that this was inspired by the spellcasting in the clouds and the sea of ​​fire burning the sky.

There was no way. Chu Zhou specialized in water magic, and using fire magic was really incompatible with him. Although his Tianhe magic power was so strong, he felt exhausted after only casting twenty-three Fire Crow Curses.

But besides fire magic, is there no water magic that can be used in combination?
Of course there is!

For example, this corrosive spell was carefully selected by him, and it can make the falling rain have the corrosive properties of strong acid.

It was like a heavy rain that made the earth bumpy and barren.

This is the black rain!
Inside the Dragon King Temple, the hands of the erhu-playing old man pulled out phantoms. Petals in the void peeled off one by one and turned into countless filaments of sound waves that surged towards the clouds.

And in mid-air, it collided with the falling heavy rain.

So, under the dark sky, the 'ding-dang-dang' sounds were like big and small pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp and distant, yet full of murderous intent.

In general, these sonic threads are more powerful, like strings that are stretched and then released, leaving lasting traces in the sky.

It even continued to rush towards the sky, trying to cut the black clouds into pieces.

But the torrential rain was so dense that there seemed to be few gaps, and the nature of water was unpredictable.

Even if it is cut, it will only be divided into two, two into four, and then drip again.

The erhu old man had to hold up his protective qi, which flowed like a spinning top, and any dripping black water would be thrown away. But that was all!
The old man playing Erhu could feel the consumption of his own true energy. Even he could not sustain such intense output for long.

But when he looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky, he knew that he could not outlast the enemy.

At this point in the fight, his cloudy eyes flashed with anxiety for the first time, his lips were tightly pursed, and a cruel look flashed in his eyes.

The erhu in his hand suddenly stopped, fell, and played together!
When the tune started again, it was no longer a purely mournful sound, but instead had a bit of murderousness, decisiveness, and courage in a life-or-death situation.

"A broken heart!"

The old voice echoed between heaven and earth. Countless petals bloomed and turned into tidal sound wave threads, drawing white marks between heaven and earth and going straight into the black clouds.

As for the effect, there is one. White marks were cut out in the center of the black cloud, and a lot of them dissipated.

There was also the sound of metal clashing, and faintly, there seemed to be the howling of a blue dragon.

This gave the old erhu player great encouragement. He let out a sharp whistle and danced like a madman. Dense strands of sound waves surged into the sky.

Between heaven and earth, the blooming flower suddenly split into three.

Countless threads of sound waves surged into the sky, the thick black clouds were cut into pieces, and the heavy rain seemed to be coming to an end.

It seemed as if the sky would see light again in the next second!

But a dragon's roar, carrying with it incomparable anger, spread out, the rolling black clouds moved to both sides, and a huge blue dragon's head emerged from the black clouds.

It is such a huge creature, its azure dragon scales are clearly visible, and it is emitting a hazy magical glow.

The dragon's horns are majestic, its beard is flying, and it has a pair of dragon eyes, indifferent and merciless.

Lines of sonic waves cut through the giant dragon's head, causing clusters of sparks to burst out with clanging sounds.

But the dragon head did not hesitate at all, just lowered it slightly, then opened its mouth, and a stream of black water spurted out directly.

The black water rushed down like a long river. It was no longer scattered rain. It directly washed the blooming flowers into pieces.

But this is not over yet!
Because, although the old man Erhu could still barely resist the attack from above, the black water that had created pits on the ground all around him began to gather.

They corroded holes and gathered underground, climbing out like snakes. Finally, they gathered in pairs, made eight, and turned into black water snakes.

When one water snake head after another rose up and stared at the old man playing the erhu, although he still had some protective energy, he still felt a chill in his heart.

Bang bang bang!

sizzle sizzle...

Before he could make any move, they rushed up one after another, their fangs bared, and they crashed into the rotating protective energy without hesitation.

Although they were all thrown out by the rotating protective qi, the 'sizzling' corrosion sound also represented that the protective qi was being eroded.

The black water that was thrown out gathered together and formed a larger water snake.

At this moment, the old man Erhu knew that he had lost. If he insisted on persisting, he would die here.

"Give it to me, Explode! Explode! Explode!"

He was also an extremely decisive person. With a loud whistle, the three blooming flowers shattered.

Countless sound wave lines turned into a tornado, spreading in all directions, and actually shattered the corrosive black water falling from the sky.

At the center, the protective energy of the Erhu old man also expanded outwards without hesitation, and all the black water snakes were knocked away.

The old man, who finally got a chance to catch his breath, did not dare to delay. He raised his hand and a boat appeared in his hand.

The boat is only the size of a baby's fist. If you look closely, it seems to be carved from a walnut, and the bumps on the surface resemble the outline of a walnut.
But the upper part is completely hollowed out, and the black sail, boatman, poles, and even stoves for daily use are carefully carved out.

If we look at it from a sculpture perspective, it is truly lifelike.

But at this moment, it was taken out by the Erhu old man, and of course it was not for viewing. He retracted the fierce protective energy around his body and poured it all into the walnut boat.

If it was an ordinary object, it would have exploded long ago, but in fact, it spun around and actually grew bigger.

In just a breath, it had become the size of a normal wupeng boat.

In mid-air, Chu Zhou also saw this scene, his eyes changed again and again, this old man really has a lot of magic weapons to use, he is more domineering than him!

But he did not hesitate at all, a bell was thrown out, and then the magic power surged and shook vigorously.

Jingle Bell!
The crisp ringtone spread, and everything around seemed to have pressed the pause button.

Only the huge blue dragon's head slowly closed, brewed for a moment, and then opened again.

This time, a blinding light spit out, and a red-white sword light fell from the sky, about to cut the Erhu old man and the entire earth in half.

The Lung Gold Sword Qi has changed beyond recognition after Chu Zhou's constant nurturing and practice.

Although it is only capable of one strike, this one strike is enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

At this moment, although the space was frozen, the old erhu player's thinking did not stop.

He almost watched Chu Zhou's actions with his own eyes, and the anxiety and fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

It seemed as if the true energy around him was ignited and burning violently, and he finally threw away the erhu in his hand at the last moment.

Then, he used his other hand to tightly grasp the edge of the walnut boat and shouted, "Urgent!"

boom!
The red and white sword light completely shattered the earth into ruins, but a ray of light rose from the ground, like a meteor, and shot up into the sky.

Chu Zhou's huge dragon body leaped forward at an extremely fast speed, but it was still not fast enough.

He could only watch the light disappear into the sky, not knowing where it went.

The dragon body traveled hundreds of feet, and finally returned in a zigzag manner, and then fell from the sky. He had regained his human form.

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, the heavy rain stopped and the dark clouds dispersed.

He pointed to the ground with one hand and black water snakes came out. They meandered on the ground and merged into a gigantic black water snake.

Until the pitch-black sewage gathered into a ball and concentrated at the head of the water snake, and the entire body of the snake had turned into azure blue.

The water snake slowly lowered its head and spit out the dirty water, which was then taken away by Chu Zhou using the object-controlling technique. He then took out a gourd, opened it, and stuffed the dirty water into it.

There is no way. This thing is too harmful to the land. If Chu Zhou does not deal with it, the area of ​​Dragon King Temple will probably be barren for decades.

Even more, if someone lives here for a long time, he will suffer from all kinds of diseases!
After doing all this, the big water snake swam towards the Baisha River and finally merged into the river.

As for Chu Zhou, he raised his hand with a stern face and waved it. A strong wind arose out of nowhere and swept away the smoke and dust around him.

Then, he saw that there was an arm left where the old man with Erhu had been before. It was his right arm, and it was broken at the root.

Because of the Lung Metal Sword Qi, his arms were covered in blood and pits, with bones visible.

What is particularly eye-catching is that there is a ring on the thumb, which is emerald green in color. Although it is surrounded by dust, it looks even more dazzling.

As for the erhu, it had broken into pieces and was scattered everywhere.

It was not until this moment that Chu Zhou's expression looked a little better.

　I don’t know if you have ever seen Li Yapeng’s “Swordsman”. The image of the erhu old man comes from “Xiaoxiang Night Rain”, Mr. Mo Da!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)