newbobooks Chapter 352: Tianjiao Appears
Chapter 352: Tianjiao Appears
When the dusk dyed the sky like ink, the nine-tiered jade steps of the Cangsheng League were flowing with starlight. A group of new faces attracted many disciples to stop and take a look.
The luminous pearls on the twelve coiled dragon pillars made the platform as bright as day, but they could not illuminate the dark shadows between the eyebrows and eyes of these young monks. Some disciples recognized their identities, and exclamations were heard all around.
Which of these young monks is not a proud son of heaven who has come from thousands of dead bones? These proud sons who have emerged from the sea of blood and corpses have even the shadows of them smelling of blood and rust.
Cang Li Ge rode the waves in the whirlpool of the East China Sea for nine days, and when the Liu Cang Brocade was unfolded, thousands of green waves covered the sky and the sun, and the end of the brocade was forever adorned with the moonlight shattered by the coral eaves of the Jiao Xiao Palace; Tan Heng tamed the Nine-headed Insect in the poisonous swamp of southern Xinjiang, the miasma condensed into wailing skeletons wherever the Thousand Tribulations Snake Bone Whip passed, and the tip of the whip is still wrapped with the soul-guiding bell taken from the altar of the Witch Ancestor.
Li Zhe, who had slept with the Taowu cubs in the blood pool of the Beast Valley for three years, let the phantoms of hundreds of beasts roar to the sky when the Sky-Splitting Axe chopped down; Yan Zhaoming, who had tempered the Lingyang bow in the lava of the Burning Sky Valley for seven days and nights, let the arrow fly like ten suns when it left the string, and he always had three Linghuo feather arrows engraved with inscriptions in his quiver.
Not to mention Yun Wujiu, who was practicing Taiyi Zhengfa under the thunderclouds in Zixiao Temple. When the peach wood sword was raised, thirty-six thunder talismans were suspended in the air, and tied to the sword tassel was the Reincarnation Jade that was dug out from the Ghost King's skull on last year's Zhongyuan Night.
The pair of sisters from Lingbo City who walk on snow without leaving any trace - the elder sister Jiang Caixue holds the Xueyin sword backwards, acupuncture points and meridians like a glacier suddenly freezing, the cuffs of her black tights are embroidered with twelve ice cracks, and when she lowers her eyes, her eyelashes are frosted like a snow sculpture; the younger sister Jiang Jinyue holds the Yuexian sword upside down, piercing through the clouds and mist like a silver bottle exploding, the moon-chasing bell tied to her ankle is revealed as her silver-blue skirt flutters, and her smile is filled with the light of crushed stars.
They were either leaning against the carved railings, casually playing with their sword tassels, or standing on the eaves gazing at the sea of clouds. When the colorful sleeves of their clothes were blown up by the strong wind, the crisp sounds of the jade pendants on their waists hitting each other seemed to be wrapped in a little bit of sword energy.
In the silence, the crisp sound of a wine jar breaking came from the southeast corner. The young man in red casually threw the empty jar into the abyss. The amber wine flowed down his chin into his collar, emitting a cold glow under the moonlight.
"Master Xuandu climbed to the top of the Sword-asking Platform with 365 bloodstains on our backs. Now Master Fuguang..." He licked the remaining wine from his lips, and there seemed to be falling cold stars in his eyes, "I'm afraid he has never seen the true blood of a genius, right?"
"Humph, what do you mean by "we"? We are the new generation. You losers who call yourself the seniors should get out of the way!"
"You know nothing! Liu Jiqian is just... Haha, if you are not convinced, come and clash with me later, and you will know the difference between geniuses."
"How vulgar! This princess doesn't even want to stand with them."
"Stand or not, please come? You have such a big face, it can hold thousands of mountains and rivers."
"Wulian Tianzun, hey, everyone please stop quarreling..."
"Don't talk nonsense if you can take action!"
Cangli Ge leaned on the Panlong Pillar in the northwest corner, and the green water ripples of the flowing Cangjin reflected waves of varying depths under the night pearl.
The moonlight coral unique to the Jiaoxiao Palace was adorned on her waist. Whenever a strong wind passed by, the moonlight shattered by the edges of the coral would turn into fine silver dust and fall on her dark blue eyelashes.
Three feet away, Tan Heng, who was teasing the poisonous scorpion with a snake-bone whip, suddenly sneered: "This is so exquisite, it looks like the dowry of a lady in the boudoir of the human race."
Before he finished speaking, a red flame suddenly exploded in the southeast corner. Yan Zhaoming placed the Lingyang bow across his knees. The inscriptions on the three Lingyang arrows in his quiver were absorbing the moonlight, and the Golden Crow totem emerged from the arrowheads tempered by lava.
"Compared to some people using poisonous insects as jewelry," he plucked the bowstring nonchalantly, "I think the elegance of the human race is more worthy of the word 'prodigy'."
A flash of lightning suddenly exploded in the center of the cloud platform. In the Bagua formation composed of thirty-six lightning symbols, Yun Wujiu's peach wood sword was suspended seven feet above the ground and slowly rotated. The rebirth jade on the sword tassel suddenly glowed green. The young man suddenly opened his eyes: "Young Master Yan, why are you so aggressive?"
The moon-chasing bells of the Lingbo City sisters suddenly rang out with a long and clear sound. Jiang Jinyue's toes touched the jade railing, and her silver-blue skirt fluttered, revealing her deerskin shorts decorated with ice crystals. When she spun around and landed beside her sister, tiny frost flowers were condensing on the twelve ice cracks on her cuffs.
"Sister," the girl tilted her head, the silver jewelry in her hair jingling, "I don't know how much they weigh, but you are just talking nonsense here."
What responded to her was a sudden roar of beasts. Li Zhe slammed the Sky-Splitting Axe to the ground. The phantoms of hundreds of beasts looked up to the sky and howled in the cold light of the axe blade, shaking the three nearest dragon pillars into dust.
"Want to spar? Take me with you!"
Yan Zhaoming curled his lips: "If you want to fight, then fight! When Master Xuandu stepped on the blood and asked for the sword, there were no such hypocritical rules as yours!"
The last word "Ju" was still trembling in the strong wind, and several streams of air were emitted at the same time.
It was simply a fantasy to let these chosen ones from different families stay in harmony with each other. Before he could stabilize for a while, the cloud platform suddenly became filled with spiritual energy, attacking indiscriminately except himself.
When the bronze bell on the corner of the third eaves was struck by the sword energy, the last ray of setting sun just passed over the evening primrose relief on the ninth jade steps, instantly casting seventy-two swimming golden snakes on the cloud platform.
The thousands of green waves raised by Liu Cangjin collided with the miasma skeleton condensed by the snake bone whip, the golden crow phantom of the Lingyang Arrow tore through the purple lightning of the Thunder Talisman Array, and when Jiang Caixue's Snow Hidden Spear pointed out seven ice lotuses, his sister's Moon Appearing Spear was directing three Linghuo arrows towards the night-shining pearl on the Panlong Pillar.
Li Zheng's Sky-Splitting Axe split the stagnant air at this moment. Before the axe blade arrived, the phantoms of hundreds of beasts had already caused the Panlong Pillar to tremble. However, Yun Wujiu's peach wood sword arrived first. Thirty-six lightning talismans formed a net in the sky and on the earth, and the lightning nailed the phantoms in mid-air.
“Wulian Tianzun.” The young Taoist priest swung the sword tassel with the Rebirth Jade tied to it, and blocked Yan Zhaoming’s Lingyang bow with a smile, “You fellow Taoists are more angry than the thousand-year-old drought demon I have seen in my book.”
When the frost on the ninth jade step spread to the edge of the cloud platform, the moment the sound of swords rang out, all the weapons were covered with a thin layer of frost, and thirty-six ice edges accurately froze everyone's vital points.
As the woman in white walked over on the moon, the jade crown in her hair reflected seventy-two swimming golden snakes - these were the marks left by the setting sun on the jade steps.
The Yuntai suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and everyone looked towards the southeast at the same time - Jun Ning's frosty skirt was brushing past the ninth jade step, and the hairpin inserted diagonally in her hair formed three-foot frost marks with every step she took. By the time she reached the center of the Yuntai, the entire white jade platform was covered with thin ice.
"Have you had enough?" She tapped the jade pendant at her waist with her fingertips. The crisp sound drowned out the lingering sound of the thunderstorm that had not yet dissipated.
His eyes swept over Canglige, whose half-frozen Liucangjin was, and paused at Li Zheng's axe handle that was condensed with frost, "The repair fee for the Yuntai of the Cangsheng League will be deducted from your elders."
Jiang Caixue's Snow Hidden Thorn was covered with ice crystals at some point, and upon closer inspection, they were actually frost flowers falling from Jun Ning's hair. Her black sleeves trembled slightly, and twelve ice cracks appeared one after another, but the third one was extinguished by the even more severe cold.
“Senior Jun…” The arrows in Yan Zhaoming’s quiver suddenly caught fire, burning him so much that he staggered back. “We are just…”
"I don't care about your so-called arrogance. I will kneel and burn incense in the Patriarch's Hall at three o'clock in the morning."
When Jun Ning turned around, the tip of her hair brushed against the lightning talisman that Yun Wujiu had not had time to retract, and the lightning in the sky turned into fine snow. "Who has any objections?"
The geniuses who were so arrogant just now suddenly became silent like quails... People like Jun Ning almost loomed over their childhood.
The human race's genius had been disciplined when they were young, and the demon race's genius had been frightened by Jun Ning's name when they were young - it was nothing more than, "If you do this again, I'll ask Shelu Daojun to discipline you/arrest you!"
The thirty-six eternal lamps on the cloud platform suddenly flickered at the same time. When the light and shadows were stabilized again, everyone's weapons were all stuck on the rocks a hundred feet away. The tassels hanging on the weapons were trembling in the night wind, looking so miserable.
"I want to see everyone tomorrow at noon." Jun Ning's figure disappeared at the end of the jade steps, and the lingering sound wrapped in ice hit everyone's heart, "Whoever is dragging his feet, I want you to go and invite them in person."