Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 117 The wind blows ninety thousand and the scales move across the sea (two-in-one)

"Rumble..."

The canyon collapsed, and the huge sound spread thousands of miles around, alarming countless practitioners who came out to check.

But in fact, at this moment, the cultivators from the Innate Realm and above in the surrounding four counties, including some middle three grades from outside, have heard the news early, or are curious about Chen Kuang's final outcome, and have been waiting nearby for a long time.

As for getting close, they really didn't dare, at least they had to be separated by a few miles.

Not to mention the fact that almost the entire Yihuo Sect was destroyed after they tried to intercept Chen Kuang, it was enough to wake them up. The huge pressure from Martial Saint, the aftermath alone was enough to scare everyone away.

Martial Saint is here in person, and whoever dares to step forward in a deadly feud is seeking death?

Just like to ordinary practitioners, mortals are like ants, and they can easily kill a large number of them.

To Saint, ordinary practitioners are just ants.

If the power escapes in a gesture, it may cause disaster to the fish in the pond, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Even followers who wanted to observe Martial Saint’s style did not dare to get too close.

Therefore, these practitioners are basically in twos and threes, each occupying a mountain peak, relying on higher terrain to overlook the battlefield from a distance.

In a vague way, these practitioners also reached a tacit understanding. Those with higher cultivation levels will naturally be able to occupy the position with the best view.

As for the lower ones, you can’t even enjoy eating melon...

This is of course a joke. Saint is hard to see, and the opportunity to see Saint take action is even rarer. But if you can catch a glimpse of Dao Rhyme, it may skyrocket directly.

This is the greatest benefit for ordinary practitioners.

Otherwise, the missionary monument on Mount Tai would not have such a high status that people would flock to it.

Half of the onlookers came here for this purpose, hoping to gain some opportunities or insights.

The other half is more interested in Chen Kuang, who has been causing a lot of trouble recently.

Among them were Lin Eryou and Zhang Zhizhou who arrived later.

The two of them had the highest cultivation among the many onlookers, but they did not choose a place with a good view. Instead, they chose a remote corner.

Zhang Zhizhou even took out a chessboard, flattened the stones, and set up a chess game.

He sat cross-legged, leisurely took out two boxes of jade chess pieces, laid them out, and called to Lin Eryou:

"Martial Saint takes action and it will probably be over soon. This trip cannot be in vain."

"I think the scenery here is nice. It's just right for the two of us to play a game of chess. It's just right for me to see if you've made any progress."

Lin Eryou had no choice but to look away, calmed down his mind, took a deep breath, walked up and sat down opposite Zhang Zhizhou.

The rumbling sound was still in my ears, and the entire river, including the surrounding mountains, was shaking violently, like an earth dragon turning over.

The earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed...

Martial Saint's posture, if it comes true... Even if Chen Kuang has the power to reach heaven, he may not be able to save himself.

Lin Eryou sat down with a box of black chips in his hand.

Zhang Zhizhou said: "I still remember, Eryou, you have always liked playing black when you were playing chess since you were a child."

He is more than ten times older than Lin Eryou. He has been a senior brother in Liberty Mountain for who knows how many years, but he has always been crazy and has not left Liberty Mountain.

Many Freedom Mountain disciples basically grew up under his watch, and he also liked to play with children.

Lin Eryou smiled and said: "Master said, knowing the white and guarding the black is the way of the world."

Zhang Zhizhou stretched out, took out a white piece to play with, and said: "But this is more like talking about the Profound Spirit Dao Gate, rather than like our Liberty Mountain, Liberty Mountain, we should naturally act willfully."

In Cangyuan's Go game, the black player takes the first step.

Lin Eryou had no intention of arguing with his nonsensical senior brother, but playing chess could stabilize his thinking and mood and help him calm down a bit.

"Snapped."

Lin Eryou dropped one piece first, which was quite satisfactory.

Lin Eryou did not take Zhou Yanwei with him because Jishao County still had many affairs to deal with. If there was no one in charge, under the current situation, there might be chaos.

Furthermore, Zhou Yanwei does not need to fight for this opportunity at all. If he wants to leave Martial Dao, he only needs to tell Ji Chengtian, and the latter will naturally be able to send him directly to the Taishan Missionary Monument, or even let him It is not impossible for Mu Zhao to demonstrate his skills in person...

Although they met by chance, Lin Eryou already regarded Chen Kuang as a friend. Of course, he could not ignore his friend's life and death.

Especially... Zhang Zhizhou believed that Chen Kuang would definitely not be able to get out of Liang State alive.

"Snapped."

Zhang Zhizhou's sword took a wrong approach, which made Lin Eryou frown.

This move... it turned out to be the same crazy senior brother who acted without any plan.

After several back and forths, Lin Eryou's frown deepened.

He has also been a genius since he was a child, so he naturally has the arrogance to refuse to admit defeat. He straightens his face and starts to become serious.

Zhang Zhizhou tapped the chessboard with the chess pieces and said: "There are many variables in this game, you need to look at it carefully."

…

"boom--"

The cliff collapses, like the gate of heaven opening.

Chen Kuang barely had time to shout: "Senior brother, protect them and leave first!"

Then they saw huge waves crashing in. The river water, which was almost thirty feet high, formed a wall of water and flooded everyone.

The ground, mountain peaks, woods, and cliffs were all submerged by the dark blue river. Countless houses and soil were washed away, and the originally undulating and steep terrain became flat in an instant.

Until this moment, Chen Kuang could not know what "Saint" was.

The rules of heaven and earth cannot be controlled by humans.

But this concrete world can be grabbed, rounded and flattened in the palm of your hand!

Chen Kuang finally understood why Donghuang and the Liang Patriarch had to fight in the sky.

If we fight on the ground, I'm afraid half of the Liang Kingdom will be killed...

Martial Saint just raised his hand, and he hadn't even officially taken action yet. The terrain of thousands of miles around may have to change accordingly!

"This is just a Martial Saint... Five years later, there will be a Donghuang Saint who can annihilate the stars, waiting to hunt me down."

Chen Kuang had almost forgotten what he needed to face during this period. At this moment, he suddenly realized clearly how much pressure he was carrying.

He originally thought that five years was more than enough, but now it seems that it may not be enough.

A practitioner who can stand at the pinnacle of the pyramid of a world of high martial arts can often only show the tip of the iceberg.

However, this was originally intentional by Chen Kuang.

He wanted to see in advance how strong a real Saint could be...

With his current passivity, how far can he go when facing Saint directly?

Of course, Chen Kuang didn't need to remind him when he was about to die. He had already protected the entire boat immediately.

Waves and tides happen to be the domain of Wensheng. Although it contains the power of Martial Saint's punch, it is not difficult for Wensei who is already in the Xuanxuan realm to stop it.

"Wow!"

In the river, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared, and it quickly swam into the overwhelming water wall. With just a swing, it directly reversed the direction of the huge wave, relieved its strength, and separated it on both sides.

The huge black shadow did not stop there, but retreated and pushed the entire boat to the outside!

Chu Wenruo hugged Su Huaiying and supported the cabin next to him, but looked forward and opened his eyes wide.

Chen Kuang did not follow the boat, but took a step forward while the boat was retreating. Facing the parting waves of the river, the white lotus flower slowly bloomed, holding him on the undulating river surface. .

Only a figure with messy clothes was left.

She was stunned and shouted in panic: "Mr. Chen!!! Stop quickly and take him away with you!"

Su Huaiying didn’t care about being exposed, and stood up unsteadily, with an incredible look on his face:

"Is he... is he a fool? Does he really want to confront Martial Saint head-on?!"

When her pupils contracted, the faint blue color in her eyes became more obvious. At this moment, due to her emotional fluctuations, she even felt a bottomless feeling at the deepest level.

She couldn't believe that Chen Kuang would really choose such a result.

There is obviously a chance to escape, but now isn't this tantamount to committing suicide? !

Su Huaiying thought of this and fell silent again.

She took a deep breath.

With Chen Kuang's character, it seems really possible...

In the Taixu illusion, she had witnessed Chen Kuang's "suicide" countless times. Even if it was only in the illusion, she knew that every death in it was extremely real and enough to make people collapse.

The first few times, and even the beginning of each reincarnation, it took her a long time to adapt.

But Chen Kuang is different.

He almost didn't take his life seriously. He could start over every time as if nothing had happened, and he would quickly find a new goal. He was very enthusiastic.

And now, perhaps, he has found another target.

Su Huaiying's heart tightened. Could it be that because he had been reincarnating with her in the illusion for too long, Chen Kuang had developed inertia, so he didn't take his own life seriously?

The little princess suddenly became anxious and uneasy. She pursed her lips and felt like there was a lump in her throat...

The previous conversation between Wensheng and Chen Kuang took place under Wensheng's barrier.

Therefore, they, two mortals with no cultivation, naturally did not hear anything.

But let alone them, even Qingcuo has long lost his cold and indifferent appearance. He wanted to chase forward in despair and almost fell on the deck.

Wensi shook his head and said in a deep voice: "If you take him with you, the entire ship will become a target. Only in this way can I have a chance to take you away."

The boat was moving very fast, and following the waves, it had already retreated to the shore in just a few breaths.

Chen Kuang's figure has long been submerged in the waves and can no longer be seen.

Wen Si whispered: "While everyone's attention is on him, I will take you to Yang Country."

Chu Wenruo took two steps back, fell to the ground, looked sad, and murmured:

"He will definitely not die. He has survived so many times despite encountering such strong and high-level enemies."

"This time, he will definitely be able to live well...right?"

She looked hopefully at Qiansi: "You are Chen Kuang's senior brother, you will definitely save him, right?"

Qingcuo had calmed down, helped Chu Wenruo up, and whispered: "Madam, this senior has reached his limit. He is Martial Saint after all."

She lowered her eyes and tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword. Her calm tone was extremely cold: "If he dies... I can lie dormant for ten years and kill a Martial Saint disciple. Naturally, I can also lie dormant for hundreds of thousands of years and kill another Martial Saint." Saint.”

Qingcuo doesn't care whether she can do it or not, she always just does it.

Until you get a result, whether it's getting your wish or dying.

Wen Si sighed inwardly.

This junior brother of mine...has committed all kinds of evils.

Wensheng took a deep breath and said: "I am Chen Kuang's senior brother, so I will naturally do my best to help him. However, the decisions he makes are not something that I, as a senior senior brother, can interfere with."

"Just like everyone's 'Tao', they need to find it themselves."

"but……"

Wen Si suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

"My 'Tao' can be lent to others."

The "way" to ask about death is "crossing"!

Use your boat to cross all things... Use your body to cross the road!

Wen Si looked into the rolling river and said loudly:

"Junior brother, I can lend you my 'Dao Domain'!"

The words just fell.

In the rolling river, a huge black shadow broke through the water and jumped up!

Its body shape is so big that it covers the sky and the sun!

Countless snow-white water splashes, and millions of silver waterfalls flow down, revealing the true face shrouded in hazy halo in the dark night sky.

"Woo-!!!"

A deafening long roar came from the throat of the giant creature, its gills moved, and a large amount of water spurted out. The fish scales shone with light, and the originally ferocious back covered with bone spurs became flat.

Chen Kuang, on the other hand, was standing on this flat back, holding the piano in his arms, looking down at him in surprise.

Where the fish's fins were originally, two pairs of wings measuring a hundred feet long sprouted out!

This pair of snow-white wings suddenly fluttered from the baptism of the river. Immediately, thousands of wild horses blew their breath, and the air flow swirled, lifting the slender body into the air in an instant.

When the wings fall down, they are like clouds hanging down from the sky. They are free of cloud energy and bear the sky.

Chen Kuang finally knew what the true identity of his cheap senior brother was.

He is neither a fish nor a dragon at all.

But the Kunpeng that blows ninety thousand winds, shakes its scales across the sea, and hits the water three thousand miles!

Chen Kuang took a deep breath, the strong wind blew through his clothes, and his whole body was filled with a mysterious aura. Every move he made would cause a wisp of water to spread around him.

And this wave of water seemed to be able to vaguely open a twisted space!

The "realm" of asking for death has been "transferred" to him.

Chen Kuang realized something.

"Crossing"... is actually the change of space. This is the way to question death.

Senior brother is so generous!

Chen Kuang originally thought that if he could resist Martial Saint's move, he would win.

But now it seems that the ant like him might be able to bite him back!

Chen Kuang stood on Kunpeng's back and looked down at the figure looking up coldly, feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

Since his senior brother has reached this point, his junior brother naturally cannot embarrass him!

No matter what happens today, I have to leave something with Martial Saint!

The force of Kunpeng's wings dissipated, and with a deafening cry, it began to dive downwards.

Chen Kuang only found it interesting, laughed, and said loudly:

"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles away..."

"If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water!"

The sound resounded through the sky, like a drum beating, attacking the hearts of all the practitioners watching!

(End of chapter)