Chapter 329: The End of the Heavens In the early
morning,
There was a layer of clouds covering the sky, but they were not the kind of deathly grey clouds, but rain clouds with rich water vapor.
This should have been a common sight, but in this world of the end of the Dharma in Liao Zhai, it is a miracle.
Li Guohuai was having breakfast at the moment. A basket of vegetarian dumplings with Chinese cabbage and a bowl of porridge made from pure rice made him feel more energetic.
There is a saying that goes, "When you are young, you have a good appetite and everything you eat tastes delicious!" He has been the county magistrate of Liangshan County for a year and a half. Only three months ago, he got the permission of his master and gave up the throne of county magistrate to another unlucky junior brother.
Speaking of which, the more unlucky people were Wu Jun, Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi and Tao Yao, because in the past year and a half, Liangshan County could at least get some food and clothing from Guobei County, after all, there was a road connecting them to ward off evil spirits.
But the four people from Wu County were thrown into the desert like loaches and dried into salted fish.
Four months ago, the forbidden road leading to Qingzhou and Jizhou was completed, but the four of them did not return until three days ago. As a result, as soon as they returned, they immediately plunged into the Sword Valley to make up for the missed training.
Unfortunately, it's too late. In terms of strength, he, Li Guohuai, is the undisputed number one chief.
After leisurely finishing his breakfast, Li Guohuai whistled and flew into the sky on his sword. He still had a task to make clouds and rain today, so he couldn't be careless. After all, it took the master nine days to create this rain cloud. If he dared to let a single raindrop fall outside the boundary, he would most likely be beaten.
However, with his current strength of the fifth level of sword intent, the possibility of making mistakes is hundreds of times greater than the possibility of not making mistakes.
“Ouch!”
In the clouds, Li Guohuai displayed the wild dragon and snake sword intent.
That's right, his sword intent had advanced. As one of the nine core disciples of the Tianjian Sect, he was lucky enough to obtain a stone tablet left by an unknown master of the Mahayana period in Liangshan County. After a year of contemplation in his spare time, he finally gained some enlightenment. After returning to the Sword Valley and practicing in seclusion for two months, he comprehended this new sword intent of the wild dragon and snake.
This was completely different from the Mountain and River Sword Intention of the Sect Master. Not only did it allow his Mind Meridian Sword Pill to directly break through the fifth level, it also gave him several more magical powers.
In a sense, he is already the first of the nine core disciples of Tianjian Sect whose strength is about to break through the Jindan level.
Ha ha!
With a long whistle, like thunder, the sword's will unfolded, rolling up the rain clouds, like a dragon dancing, how pleasant! Whack, Whack! The drizzle fell, well, it's not that it can't rain harder, but it must not be wasted.
This is the first rain in Guobei County in three hundred years.
As the raindrops fell to the ground, wetting everything silently, everyone in Guobei County who was still breathing rushed out of their homes, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and burst into tears.
Li Guohuai was very proud in the clouds. He vaguely noticed that the dragon he accidentally released with his sword seemed to be a little bigger.
At the same time, Zhang Yang was also standing on the top of the city wall watching the performance.
That’s right, it’s just a performance. If the Dharma Ending Age can really be solved by a rain, then the Ashes Cemetery should be renamed as a Charcoal BBQ Restaurant.
The purpose of the rain he created was to organize people's hearts and create happiness. After all, only when people are happy, have hope for the future, are healthy, and have enough food and drink will they have the urge to reproduce.
The birth rate is killing me! As for Li Guohuai, he is the new dragon god.
It is going to rain in Guobei County today, and tomorrow it will rain in Liangshan County, and then in Qingzhou, Jizhou, Beipo, and Wagang, six places in turn.
And not only does it have to rain, there also has to be sun, moon, and stars.
Of course, for the time being, having the sun is enough, but in the Ash Cemetery, a place shrouded by the ancient law of death, the difficulty of getting a star is no less than Zhang Yang's tribulation and ascension, so it still has to be a performance.
"Jiang Rong, are you ready?"
Seeing that it had been drizzling for about ten minutes and the rain clouds were getting thinner, Zhang Yang asked.
"Reporting to Master, I am ready."
Jiang Rong, who was standing behind Zhang Yang, simply replied that Li Guohuai had guessed wrong on one point. Although Wu Jun, Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi and Tao Yao had been stranded outside for a full year and a half, it did not mean that they had gained nothing. After all, these four places all had the skills left by Mahayana masters thousands of years ago. Even if only 30% to 50% were left, that would be enough for them to practice.
Therefore, Jiang Rong also had an adventure. Now he has comprehended the sword intent of Jiangshan's Fiery Sun. At the same time, he combined it with the Xuan-level sword technique Fiery Sun Burning the Sky. The effect is very good and it is just right for performance.
At this time, the rain clouds in the sky dissipated, and Jiang Rong had already quickly flown up to a height of ten thousand meters on his sword. The sword intent burst out, and in an instant, a brilliant light shone through the thin clouds, which was really about 50% similar to sunlight.
Now, the mortals on the ground were even more excited. They felt that the sky was taking pity on them. According to their ancestors, this was actually the sun.
It shines brightly, like gold. Any unhappiness, depression, and worry will all disappear as soon as it shines on them.
Unfortunately, after more than ten minutes, the clouds covered the sky again and the sunlight disappeared, but it was enough.
The performance in Guobei County ended, and the next performance was going to Liangshan County. Zhang Yang did not follow anymore. He looked at the lifeless clouds in the sky and finally made a decision.
For this day, he accumulated spiritual energy for five months and also secluded himself for five months.
Now that he has arranged everything, he is ready to implement his plan for two thousand acres of spiritual fields.
If you can return safely, it may not have any impact on the outcome.
If I can't return safely, then this moment will be the end.
He exhaled deeply, and the breath quickly turned into white mist, and the mist soon turned into a sword with purple light. It was the sword master-level sword. Only a sword of this level could take Zhang Yang to break through the layer of death cloud!
That is also called a calamity cloud! The calamity cloud that will appear during the great calamity of heaven and earth.
The calamity clouds that the Mahayana must overcome.
This thing is right next to this world, hanging one hundred thousand meters in the air, quietly watching this world slowly die.
"disease!"
Every word from Zhang Yang's mouth was as fast as stars and lightning.
The next moment, a long purple rainbow rose from the ground and went straight up to the sky! The sword master-level flying sword was earth-shattering as soon as it was launched. It was too fast. A Xuan-grade flying sword could travel 50,000 miles a day, but this sword master-level flying sword could probably travel 500,000 miles a day.
In an instant, Zhang Yang controlled the sword and hit the calamity cloud, and was immediately bounced back by the calamity cloud.
The terrifying calamity clouds were like countless mountains, squeezing down madly. This force alone was enough to shatter an ordinary Xuan-grade sword, destroying the sword and killing the person.
But the sword that Zhang Yang controlled was a sword master-level sword, and Zhang Yang himself was not an ordinary Nascent Soul-level cultivator. He was reborn with spirit + sword energy.
He is one with the sword master-level sword pilot. At this moment, man and sword are one. Even under great pressure, he can still penetrate at a very fast speed.
But this is not Zhang Yang’s trump card.
His trump card, which he had been preparing for over the past five months, was twelve-fold compression, a method of replacing one thing with another.
Taking advantage of the special features of his body, he compressed the sword energy to twelve times, reducing his overall strength to the Jindan level, thus deceiving Jieyun.
"boom!"
A ray of purple air broke through the nine hundred li calamity cloud and broke free.
Zhang Yang looked back, but there was no calamity cloud anywhere. Even the world of Liao Zhai had turned into a star. If it weren't for the main body of the village construction order as a mark, he would have been lost immediately.
Because the sky above, below, left and right is full of similar stars.
This is the Ash Cemetery, the end of the heavens and the destination of garbage collection in all worlds.
(End of this chapter)
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