Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 484: Refining Chi Yin, All Sects Converge into Wind Spirit (Two in One)

An hour later.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and killed the last gray-robed foundation-building cultivator, then looked down.

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Xiaoyuan Ridge was completely silent. The crows that used to cry out had turned into bloody mud, and the monks who dared to resist were all dead.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Footsteps sounded, and the pungent smell of blood spread in Xiaoyuanling. Fang Yi walked slowly on the bluestone road in the dark market.

He held the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, and from time to time he would slash out a dark blue sword light, killing the terrified monks hiding in the market.

"Brother Sanjie, please show yourself."

Fang Yi stopped and looked towards the end of the stone road.

A black gloomy wind blew by, and the Three-Body Master, wearing a white bone robe, appeared with a grim expression on his face.

"Brother Yin Gu, aren't you going to pass on your legacy and search for spiritual objects that extend life?"

Looking at the dead silent dark market, Master Sanhai looked puzzled.

Even if Yingu does not want to pass on his legacy, the annual income from the Xiaoyuanling dark market is enough to support a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Why this?
Behead to kill!
The owner of the dark market slaughtered the monks who came to sell the stolen goods.

Once this precedent is set, it will be a fatal blow to the dark market in the entire Fengling Immortal City.

Fang Yi looked at the three beautiful corpses behind Sanhai with admiration, one of whom had already advanced to the lower level of the second stage.

The remaining two also reached the quasi-second level, only one step away from the second level.

Three corpses with cold white skin, graceful and charming figures, and gray auras connected to each other like spirit snakes.

"Middle stage of foundation building?
Junior Brother San Hai is very talented and has found a new way to cultivate the [Red Face and White Bone View] to this level."

The admiration in Fang Yi's eyes became more intense.

As a top-notch third-level puppet master with superb skills, his eyes swept over the three beautiful corpses.

The invisible stitches on the limbs, the cold white refined human skin, the pure yang energy in the corpse princess' body
It undoubtedly shows that the Three Skeletons' corpse puppet path has entered the second stage.
Fang Yi calculated in his mind that in twenty years, these three skeletons would have reached the second level in the realm of corpse puppets.

Even if they specialize in the way of the Corpse Princess, such cultivators can still hope to become third-level puppet masters in the future.
Looking at Master Sanhai's tensed muscles, his eyes were filled with love as he looked at the corpse girl beside him. A faint pink aura diffused between the four of them.

"It's a shame to have such talent for puppetry! If you, Junior Brother Sanhai, had shown your talent for puppetry earlier...
I might be able to put in some effort and give you a chance to live."

Fang Yi sighed softly, his eyes filled with more regret.

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword transformed into a cold blue blade light and slashed out from his hand.

"Pfft!"

The knife light passed through the Qi Hai Dantian, and Master San Hai groaned, his eyes went dark, and he lost his life.

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, and rich vitality of plants and trees floated out from the banner. Under the rolling blue clouds, it turned into four coffins carved from ancient wood, which contained the body of Master Sanhai.

"Pfft!"

The clear water splashed everywhere, and the dim coffin containing the Three-Body Master fell into the soul-nourishing pool in the Kurong Small Cave Heaven.

Under the accusatory eyes of Li Hun, whose eyes were bloodshot and expression of grievance, Fang Yi cast a magic seal which fell into the dim coffin.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The green water of the Soul-Nourishing Pond was constantly being drawn away, and a faint grey-black ghostly aura lingered over the coffin.

In the blink of an eye, the level of the lake dropped one foot.

Fang Yi withdrew his spiritual thoughts, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

"San Hai, let's see what your chances are.
After the Hanling Secret Realm, Zhong He and Chi Hai disappeared, and it was only a matter of time before they alerted the Jindan Master.
There isn’t much time left for me.”

Half an hour later.

In the dark market of Xiaoyuanling, hundreds of ghosts were howling, and one after another, ghosts flew out from the withered and prosperous banners of the ruins world.

Many ghosts have hideous faces, or are headless and footless, or have a sinister aura.
The spells in Fang Yi's hands kept changing, and one after another of the dark and sinister seals were injected into the body whose yin bones were covered with corpse spots.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The river of blood flows from all directions of the dark market, converging towards the Yin Bone, continuously nourishing its body.

"boom!"

With the nourishment of the flesh and blood of five foundation-building masters and nearly a thousand Qi-cultivating monks in the market town, the Qi of the Yin Bone continued to rise.

However, in just one hour, he had broken through the bottleneck and advanced to the peak of the second level, comparable to the cultivators at the ninth level of foundation building.

"Next, I will condense the corpse pill and advance to the third-level corpse king."

Fang Yi's magic power surged and the banner of the withered and prosperous world in front of him fluttered, and the blue and gray spiritual light flowed, turning into a vortex, connecting to the withered and prosperous small cave.

Master Chi Hai and Zhong He were covered with magical restrictions and flew out from the Kuruo Small Cave.

The two cultivators were at the ninth level of foundation building, and were still at the stage of forming a golden core, since the day that Zhong He and Master Chi Hai were captured.

Fang Yi already knew it.

The Jindan Zhenren from Baigu Sect and Xuanyang Mountain must be dispatched.

Although he acted meticulously, his identity as Yin Gu could be hidden from the Foundation Establishment cultivators, but it could not withstand close scrutiny.

"A third-level celestial master."

Fang Yi looked towards the direction of Xuanyang Mountain with fear.

The third-rank Heavenly Secret Master Tianque Zhenren, if he uses all his strength, will definitely be able to glimpse the clues.
"In this case, Xiaoyuanling must not be left behind. The red skeleton and Zhonghe cannot remain in my hands either.
Otherwise, it would be too easy to find my whereabouts with the help of the soul lamp enshrined in the sect."

Fang Yi knew very well what kind of foundation a Jindan Zhenren from a big sect had.

It is absolutely impossible for him to cheat by relying on his quasi-third-level body refining skills and one or two magic weapons.

"Crash!"

Fang Yi's embroidered robe rustled as he practiced the [Life and Death Sutra] to its fullest potential.

A blue and gray spiritual light flowed behind him, and a shadow of a towering ancient tree grew branches, leaves, and then withered and died.

The four seasons rotate and the plants grow and wither.

"boom!"

The dazzling light shot up into the sky, Fang Yi's face was covered by the gray mist, and his Qi was constantly connected with his Yin bone.

"It's done!"

The shadow of a hexagonal cold plum appeared in Fang Yi's eyes. He felt his own energy, which was exactly the same as his yin bone. He pointed with his fingertips.

"Buzz!"

The scarlet spiritual blood gathered and combined with the gray-black gloomy corpse energy to form a strange magic pool.

In the Ruins Realm's withered and flourishing banner, the scarlet blood plasma that had accumulated for decades in the corpse spirit land emanated warm heat and fell like a waterfall.
"Gulu.Gulu"

In the scarlet devil pool, blood plasma surged, and bubbles of varying sizes appeared.

"Go!"

Fang Yi clenched his five fingers into a fist and coughed out a mouthful of blood. The blood had a faint golden glow and a faint medicinal fragrance.

"The core inheritance of the Mingquan Sect, the [Blood Sea Soul Refining Sutra], has not been activated in over a hundred years. I wonder if these two talents will be wasted."

"Roar!"

Seeing Yin Gu roaring and the blood in his eyes dancing like flames, Fang Yi chuckled.

"Tick!"

The golden essence and blood split into two and merged into the Yin Bone and the Red Skeleton Sea of ​​Consciousness respectively.

"Secret Soul Technique: Red Blood Soul Fusion Technique!"

Fang Yi's bony hands kept making spells.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand talismans were circulating on the two men's agile bodies.

"Akasai wake up!"

"Roar!"

Master Chi Hai opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of greed and bestiality.

"Go!"

Fang Yi opened his lips slightly, and the sound of enchantment resounded.

Chi Hai's eyes were filled with greed. He opened his mouth and bit Yin Gu's cold neck, swallowing the gray corpse blood continuously.

Yin Gu was not willing to be outdone. His neck made a sound, and his corpse fangs shone coldly, piercing into the large artery in Chi Hai's neck.

The boiling hot blood rich in spiritual power was swallowed continuously by it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the demonic pool of surging blood plasma, a huge placenta made of blood was beating.

In the placenta, as the Yin Bone and the Red Skeleton emerged and devoured the spiritual blood, the Qi of the two was constantly mixing.

The scorching fire energy collided with the cold corpse energy, and cracks kept appearing on the bodies of the two.

But with the nourishment of the blood essence in the scarlet magic pool, the body continued to heal.

The blood waves in the magic pool were surging, and the crests of the waves were visibly lowering.

"From one comes two, and from two comes one. The human body contains the Dharma corpse, and the corpse nourishes the human spirit. The human and the corpse merge, and the two souls fight against each other."

Fang Yi chanted the ancient witch ballad, and the wild energy flowed.

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand, emitting a faint glow.

"Pfft!"

Fang Yi felt neither happy nor sad. A piece of steaming flesh and blood, with a lingering medicinal fragrance, was cut off from his left leg by Fang Yi.

"go with!"

The flesh and blood were thrown into the scarlet devil pool.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden-red spiritual liquid and was swallowed by the constantly beating placenta in the center of the magic pool.

Looking at the scorching fire and the cold corpse energy, the two fiercely collided and competed, and then calmed down. Fang Yi nodded slightly.

A piece of flesh and blood was cut off from his right leg and thrown into the magic pool, continuously nourishing his Yin Bone and Red Skeleton.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pond.

This is not only recorded in the [Blood Sea Soul Refining Sutra], but also the Soul Path Secret Technique: Red Blood Soul Fusion Method.

Master Chi Hai is a cultivator at the ninth level of the foundation-building stage, and Yin Gu is also a corpse puppet at the peak of the second level.

If you want to refine the two together, or go a step further, you need to use the Red Blood Soul Combination Method to refine the soul together.

Then use the flesh and blood of the monks to reconcile the conflict between the qi of the Dharma body.

The left leg, right leg, abdomen and chest were cut off like a butcher cutting up an ox. Pieces of flesh and blood, glowing with golden light, were cut off by the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword without breaking any bones.

In the magic pool, the corpse energy and fire energy turned into a gray-red Tai Chi diagram that kept rotating.

The gray Yin fish eyes and the red Yang fish eyes chased each other, and where the two intersected was the golden "乙" line transformed from Fang Yi's flesh and blood.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wrapped in the gray-red Tai Chi diagram, the placenta in the magic pool moved nine times in one breath.

“It’s still a little bit behind.
If you want to sacrifice and refine a corpse that has the potential to break through the third level, you need to continue nourishing it.

Get rid of the ghost fetus, change the spirit bones, and nourish the corpse blood"

Fang Yi frowned slightly and muttered.

"Buzz!"

He waved his hand, and the rich Yimu Longevity Energy gathered vitality and continuously nourished the wounds all over his body.

In a few breaths, granulation tissue grew, the skin spread, and the bloody wound healed quickly.

"Zheng!"

The dark blue knife light flashed, and pieces of flesh and blood mixed with bones were gouged out.

Time passes slowly, the sun rises in the east and the moon sets in the west.

once.
twice
three times
Fourth
Under the nourishment of Yi Wood's long-lasting vitality, the flesh and blood are nourished to grow and then cut off.

Even a quasi-third-level body-refining cultivator constantly cooperates with Yimu's longevity energy to nourish his flesh and blood with essence and blood.

Fang Yi's quasi-third-level physical cultivation was also slightly shaken.

"It's done!"

After swallowing a second-level blood-nourishing pill and looking at the placenta that had turned into reddish-gray, Fang Yi's face was pale, but his eyes were full of joy.

"Next is the blood sacrifice and the Yinquan baptism."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and the Five Poison Cauldron was raised.

The bronze cauldron was pushed to its limit.

Precious light is overflowing, five-colored mist is flowing, the toad is worshipping the moon, the golden centipede is breathing, and the black spider is weaving a web. Many strange phenomena are manifested.

"disease!"

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the Five Poison Cauldron turned into a gray meteor, falling towards the Yin Vein under the bone altar.

"boom!"

The Yin Meridians were broken, the spiritual tide surged, and the most essential original spiritual liquid was forced out by the Five Poison Cauldron.

The gray placenta surrounded by corpse qi was beating, constantly absorbing the essence of this second-level medium-grade Yin meridian.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The placenta beat faster and faster, and two white and tender hands slowly emerged from the placenta.

"Tear!"

The delicate white hand exerted a slight force, tearing the gray placenta in half. A young boy with red hair, cold pale skin, and a lingering aura of corpse emerged from the placenta. His cultivation level was only the lower first rank.

The young man's face resembled Yin Gu's, and one could vaguely see some of Chi Hai's shadow. It was unclear whether Yin Gu had swallowed Chi Hai.

Or maybe the red skeleton is refining the Yin bones.

"Roar!"

Feeling hungry and deficient in energy and blood, the young boy roared and looked at Fang Yi affectionately.

"Only a corpse with a pure Dharma body and unobstructed corpse qi can hope to reach the third level.
Yin bones and red skeleton soul blood are forged together, so I call you Red Yin."

Fang Yi looked delighted.

Even if the Yin Bones were advanced in the past, they would most likely be quasi-third-level Hades corpses, which were about the same as one's own body refining skills.

It is difficult to make further progress.

But now it is different. We should return to our roots and wash away the impurities and blood that have accumulated in the past.

This Chi Yin has a bright future and is expected to advance to the third-level Hades corpse in the future.

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and Zhong He, dressed in a purple robe, landed in front of Chi Yin.

"This is the first blood meal. Enjoy it. The flesh and blood of a ninth-level cultivator is enough for you to take another step forward."

"Gulu."

The small and delicate nose twitched slightly, Chi Yin swallowed a breath of corpse gas, and then opened his mouth to bite Zhong He's neck.

The unique corpse aura of the White Bone Sect entangled with Zhong He's aura.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The sound of swallowing echoed in the dead silent market.

The red corpse fangs penetrated the blood vessels, and the pure vitality and blood were continuously devoured by the red yin.

Chi Yin's energy continued to rise.

First-grade inferior.
First-class mid-grade.
First-class quality.
"boom!"

The thick corpse aura gathered, and corpse spots the size of copper coins appeared on Chiyin's skin.

"Buzz!"

Second level inferior grade!

As if it were a natural progression, Chi Yin became a second-grade, low-grade Hades corpse.

"enough"

Seeing that Zhong He had been sucked clean, Fang Yi pointed his finger and a seal fell on Chi Yin's brow, suppressing Chi Yin's rapidly increasing cultivation level.

Second-level lower grade peak
Thousands of cultivators, a second-level mid-grade Yin meridian, and three cultivators at the peak of the foundation-building stage.

It took such a huge price to get a corpse that was expected to be at the third level.

This kind of corpse refinement has a pure foundation and a bright future. There is a slight possibility that they can reach the fourth level of the corpse path, the Hanba.
How could Fang Yi allow Chi Yin to lose his foundation because of a momentary pleasure?

With a wave of his hand, Fang Yi pulled out Zhong He's soul and let out a light cry.

"Chi Yin!"

"Roar!"

Chi Yin, with a childish face, understood and took out a small and exquisite red jade axe from his sleeve.

"boom!"

The jade axe smashed down, and the axe blades flowed, causing the rocks to collapse and the ancient building to be destroyed.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, raised the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, and took Chi Yin into the Withering and Flourishing Small Cave, nourishing him with the blood and flesh mire.

Slowly digesting Zhong He's flesh, blood and vitality.

He looked towards Xuanyang Mountain with deep eyes.

"It's time to return to Fengling Fairy City. The sect should know that Zhong He has fallen.
Next, it will be the battle between the White Bone Sect and Xuanyang Mountain."

Xuanyang Mountain, Ancestral Hall.

Zhang Heng held an ancient book in one hand, leaning back on a rattan chair and flipping through the pages, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed.
"call!"

Looking at the hundreds of soul lamps, the lights are swaying.

Suddenly, a golden soul lamp with a lotus as its base and covered with sword marks went out.

"Hmm? This is...
Junior Brother Zhong's soul lamp has gone out?"

Zhang Hengyi stood up suddenly, surrounded by murderous aura and murderous intent.

"Who is so bold as to harm my Xuanyang Mountain Jindan Seed?"

He waved his sleeves and two jade talismans shot out.
A quarter of an hour later.

"Boom!"

Two huge streams of Dan-forming Qi were approaching the Ancestral Hall at lightning speed.

Taoist Tianque walked into the ancestral hall with silver hair draped over his shoulders and wearing an eight-diagram robe.

Master Guangsheng, dressed in linen clothes and with a gloomy face, followed closely behind.

"Disciple Zhang Hengyi greets Master and Uncle Tianque." Zhang Hengyi bowed his head and saluted.

"Well, the foundation is solid, and the top-grade Dao foundation is only a hair's breadth away from condensing the golden elixir.
No wonder Junior Brother Guangsheng values ​​you so much and personally searches for the Jindan spiritual object for you."

Zhenren Tianque nodded slightly, his eyes were kind, then he waved his hand and Zhong He's soul lamp was taken into his hand.

"Hengyi, when Junior Brother Zhong's soul lamp went out, was there any unusual sign?"

"This..." Zhang Hengyi hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, Hengyi has not found anything."

“Nothing?
In that case, you should withdraw first. Uncle Shi and your Master have something important to discuss."

Master Tianque frowned slightly, then waved his hand and asked Zhang Hengyi to retreat.

"Yes, Hengyi bids farewell to Master and Uncle Tianque."

Wait until Zhang Hengyi leaves.

Zhenren Tianque waved his sleeves, and a gray animal skin with precious light flowing on it was raised up to isolate the inside and the outside.

"Let me see, in the Dayun Immortal Cultivation Realm, which force is so bold?
Dare you take action against the Jindan seeds from my Xuanyang Mountain?"

Master Tianque slapped his storage bag, and a disc-shaped magic weapon with silver light flowing and ancient aura swirling around it was raised.

The best magic weapon of Tianji Dao: Zhoutian Bagua Plate.

"Buzz!"

Zhenren Tianque pinched his fingers and cast a series of silver magic seals into the Zhoutian Bagua plate floating in the air.

With the infusion of vast mana power.

The Zhoutian Bagua plate began to rotate slowly, absorbing the remaining energy in the soul lamp.

Starlight twinkled, and the Bagua mark emerged:
Qian and Kun

Kan and Li

"Gen, Dui, Zhen, Xun..."

The silver spiritual light rolled endlessly, and shadows such as the cold wind, the dark snake, and the white bone energy emerged one after another.

"Buzz!"

The Zhoutian Bagua plate vibrated, the crows howled, two human figures appeared hazy, and finally a white skeleton emerged.

"White Bone Demonic Path? White Bone Sect?"

Zhenren Tianque pointed his finger and the vast magic power was injected into it again.

In the ancient locust tree forest, crows are howling, and the shadow of a market town is looming on the Zhoutian Bagua plate.

"Which direction is this? A secret market under the command of Jiuqu Old Ghost?
It seems that the White Bone Sect is in charge?"

"Brother, how could the White Bone Sect have the guts to attack the Dan-forming seeds in our sect?"

Master Guangsheng looked solemn.

"Is this a major incident within the sect? Those factions discovered it and asked the White Bone Sect to take action and give us a hard time."

"Brother Guangsheng, if it really is those forces, whether it's Medicine King Valley or the Fire Worship Sect, they have always acted arrogantly.

If they were the ones who did it, how could there be no strange phenomenon on the soul lamp after Zhong He's death?
Junior Brother Guangsheng, don't worry, let me take a look."

Zhenren Tianque narrowed his eyes, and the energy in his body connected with the forbidden magic in the ancestral hall, and the energy rose again.

"disease!"

The Zhoutian Bagua disk rotates rapidly, and a strong yin energy appears on the disk.

"Is this energy connected to Junior Brother Jiuhan?

There is also a stream of energy, which seems to be the Dan-forming seed of the White Bone Sect?"

Taoist Tianque pondered in his heart.

As the most top-notch third-level fortune teller in Dayun's world of immortal cultivation.

With Xuanyang Mountain behind it, it can mobilize cultivators and collect the Qi cultivation and magical weapon inheritance of the Jindan masters of various sects.

"Junior Brother Guangsheng, go find Junior Brother Jiuhan and have him go to the territory of Fengling Immortal City.
See why the White Bone Sect is so bold as to kill the Dan-forming seeds in our sect?!"

White Bone Gate.

Yinshi Peak is rocky and has a freezing cold wind.

True Man Qing Sui wore a ghost-like white bone robe, a wooden hairpin on his head, and was surrounded by yin energy.

He looked at the two soul lamps in the grotto and saw them suddenly dim, until only a faint green light remained, flickering and about to go out.
"Yin Gu and Chi Hai? What happened?"

Qingsui frowned and immediately gave instructions to the monk accompanying him.

"Something's happened to Chi Hai and Yin Gu. I'm going to Fengling Fairy City to see what's going on."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pale light fled towards Fengling Fairy City.

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Three days later.

Fengling Fairy City, Qingzhi Tower.

In a quiet room.

A topaz-colored light emerged.

Fang Yi looked at Gu Jiushang, whose aura was surging, and pushed his crown, and a lush green aura rose.

Take over Gu Jiushang's energy.

"Brother Gu, has anything major happened in Fengling Immortal City recently?"

Gu Jiushang shook his head slightly.

"The city is peaceful. Apart from the occasional visits from Master Chunyue of Lanyuexuan, nothing major has happened."

Fang Yi nodded slightly upon seeing this, raised the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, and a portal appeared faintly.

"Brother Gu, during this trip to the Hanling Secret Realm, Zhong He died. There must be a Jindan True Person in the sect visiting.
Just in case, Senior Brother, please cultivate in this small cave for a few years."

Fang Yi practiced the [Scripture of Life and Death] and concealed his cultivation level intentionally. Even a Jindan Zhenren would find it difficult to discover it.

Gu Jiu’s injury was different.

Even if he could use Fang Yi's magic power to restrain himself with all his strength, he would still be prone to mistakes when facing a Jindan Zhenren.

"Zhong He fell?"

Gu Jiushang said in astonishment.

Having practiced in Xuanyang Mountain since he was young, he naturally knew the importance of Zhong He, a Jindan seed, in the sect.

"Master did it?"

Seeing Fang Yi nod slightly, Gu Jiushang no longer hesitated, took a step forward, turned into a ray of light, and stepped into the Kuruo Small Cave.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He immediately sat cross-legged, and a green auspicious cloud held him up.

The [Life and Death Sutra] was activated, and the lingering vitality, like a spirit snake, entered the nasal cavity and was easily refined by it.

With each swallow and exhale, Fang Yi's energy slowly rose.

One month later.

Fengling Fairy City. The cold wind howled.

The bone-chilling cold spread, and the robes of True Man Jiuhan rustled as he walked towards them from the horizon.

In the center of Fengling Fairy City, two spiritual lights rose up, and a warning voice echoed above the fairy city.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuhan, what brings you to my Fengling Immortal City?"

"What are you doing? Li Chenzi, you're not qualified. Call Jiuqu out!"

True Man Jiuhan had a cold expression on his face, and an ice-blue sword was circling around him.

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Li Chenzi's energy stagnated. He had not expected that True Man Jiuhan would not give him the slightest bit of face.

"Why, do you want me to say it again?"

True Man Jiuhan frowned slightly, and the vast icy spiritual power gathered, stirring up the celestial phenomena.

The temperature dropped sharply throughout the entire Fengling Fairy City, snowflakes bloomed, and hailstones the size of millstones fell.

(End of this chapter)