Winner in life

With the explosion, the fire was blinding. In a place where no one noticed, a large ball of blue light was flickering strongly. The ball of light was huge and looked as tall as a person. It moved slowly in the smoke and fire and finally fell to the ground.

Before the explosion, Ruihe and Hongkan were trying to wake up the sleeping Tianshi separately. It was quite difficult. After stepping on this island, the mana in the body was lost again, and the breath could not be adjusted back. Helplessly, the two had to drag the person to the shore and soak him in the water, and perform magic in the water.

When the explosion occurred, Ruihe was just 40 to 50 meters away from the shore. At that time, almost everyone ran to the high platform in the middle of the island to find the people of Yunshao Palace to explain. Later, they felt the shock and ran out, but they could not run far in a few seconds, so most people were in the inner circle of the island after falling down.

Ruihe saw Ni Hong from Jiqing Temple, who was also his colleague in the Special Investigation Office, so he lifted Ni Hong up and planned to take him to the shore to wake him up first. Just after taking two steps, the explosion came without any warning.

At that moment, Ruihe felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. The breath of death came quietly, and people had no time to react. Their feet shook violently, and a huge impact force gushed out, wrapped in a terrifying heat wave.

At the moment of the explosion, Ruihe could not do anything. His ears were so tinnitus that he could not even hear the frightened cry of Hong Kan in the distance. He was instantly overturned by the power of the explosion. His brain was blank at that time.

When he felt his body again, he saw colorful light, which was very dazzling. Ruihe looked left and right, front and back, and his head twitched. Everything he saw was colorful. He squinted his eyes and slowly adapted, and then he realized that what he saw was not color, but blue. The blue in front of him was very bright, so bright that it made his eyes hallucinate.

"Blue Fire?" Ruihe's first reaction was blue fire. He quickly felt the blue fire in his dantian. The familiar blue in his dantian had disappeared. He reached out to touch the blue light ball in front of him. His fingers passed through the light ball, and were immediately scalded by the high temperature outside, and a layer of skin was burned off his fingertips.

This layer of blue light was protecting him.

Lanhuo did not respond to him, Ruihe panicked instinctively, and a sense of uneasiness caused by the soul bondage surged up. Although Lanhuo's current largest form is only as big as cauliflower, he still feels that this ball of blue fire is Lanhuo.

He is still alive, how loud was the explosion before! He never thought he could still be alive.

But he survived, and only Lanhuo saved him.

The tip of his nose was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, Ruihe coughed violently, feeling his chest pain and ears buzzing when he coughed. The high temperature surrounded him, his nose was hot every time he breathed in and out, his throat was so dry that even swallowing saliva felt torn, and he tasted blood. Ruihe knew that he couldn't stay here anymore, so he walked out according to the direction in his memory.

He must go out, he needs sea water, desperately.

Walking and walking, this layer of blue fire followed him without abandoning, even if he stumbled and fell, he still followed him firmly when he got up again.

Ruihe insisted on moving outward, not thinking about what he stepped on, what he pressed with his hands when he fell, and only held one belief, that is, to go to the shore, he must go to the shore. Walking and climbing, Ruihe's vision became more and more blurred, and when he fell for the last time, he never got up again.

In the distance, Hong Kan, who was sticking out of the turbid sea water, opened his mouth and breathed hard. He pushed away the broken branches in front of him and looked at the direction of the island with bloodshot eyes.

"Hong, Hong Zhen..." He muttered, and then swam over like crazy.

The people next to him quickly grabbed him: "Don't get excited! The fire is too big!"

The two brothers barely saved a dozen people, and no one expected a big explosion.

"My junior brother! My junior brother is still inside!" Hong Kan felt heartbroken. He was an orphan who grew up in a Taoist temple. He had experienced a heart-wrenching pain when his master passed away. His junior brother lived and worked with him in the Taoist temple. He had long regarded his junior brother as his own child, the closest relative in the world. At this moment, he could not calm down at all. He struggled to break free and insisted on going to the island.

Hong Kan still remembered the direction where he saw his junior brother standing before the explosion, and he ran in that direction after getting on the island. The explosion and the gasoline that was originally poured on the island now caused a raging fire on the island. Even if you stepped on it with wet shoes, your feet would be burned as if you were stepping directly on magma.

As soon as he walked in, the wind blew the fire straight to his face. Hong Kan blocked his wet clothes in front of him and rushed in. Thanks to Hong Kan's persistence and determination, Ruihe actually fell 11 or 12 meters away from the shore. Thanks to Lan Huo's help, when Ruihe fell to the ground, the blue flames around him made him particularly conspicuous, and Hong Kan saw it at once.

The Lan Huo in the hands of the junior brother was blue. He had just seen it kill people invisibly, and the memory was vivid.

He rushed over and put out the fire with wet clothes. Of course, the fire could not be put out, but he burned himself.

"Hong Zhen? Hong Zhen!" Hong Kan shouted, but got no response. He gritted his teeth, picked up the fire that seemed to be the junior brother, rushed out with a shout, and jumped into the sea.

Other survivors also began to go to the island to look for other survivors as much as possible. No one found that after the explosion, countless newly dead ghosts were sucked away by invisible forces. In the sea one kilometer away, a beam of white light shot up from the deep seabed.

The head of Yunshao Palace stood on a boat not far away, looking at the sea expectantly: "Did it succeed? The curse that has bound the direct descendants of Yunshao Palace for a hundred years..."

The white light was flying towards the sea, and the master watched intently, and then he saw the white light breaking through the water, and after breaking through the water, it scattered into thousands of light and electricity. The light spots flew into the air and fell into the water, shocking and spectacular.

Those light spots seemed to contain mysterious power, which made the master's heart beat like a drum and excited. At the same time, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the bond in his blood that made him worried since he was sensible also disappeared.

"Master, everything is ready, let's go now."

The master of Yunshao Palace nodded, walked down the deck and prepared to enter the cabin. Soon the boat sailed into the darkness and lost its trace.

"Look, what is that?"

"Is something out of the water?"

"Why does it look so much like the salvation of the dead?"

The boat transferred by the police was finally in place, and the heavenly masters who were boarding the boat looked up, and their eyes were attracted by this scene. Zhang Huaimin, the head of the Zhang family, suddenly thought of something and his face changed drastically. Nephew Zhang Congxin supported him and asked with concern: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhang Huaimin took a deep breath and his face turned back: "It's okay, let's go."

Zhang Congxin didn't think much about it. His mind was full of his mother. This time, it was his mother who led the Zhang family to the island. There was no news from his mother until now, and he was very worried.

On another boat, Guizhen was also very uneasy. He kept searching for the figure of his own master, fearing that he would see the other party's body floating on the water.

Too reckless! How could he go into the water directly? Not to mention the distance, just say that the water is cold at night, which is the easiest to cramp the legs.

Looking and looking, Guizhen's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Stop the boat! Stop the boat! That's our master! Stop the boat quickly!"

The person in front of the left was really He Bai. When he was helped up, his face was pale. Guizhen was anxious and angry. She turned around He Bai, wiped his body with a dry towel, and found hot water for him to drink.

"Look at you! It would be great if you could come with the boat, but you just can't wait!"

After drinking the hot water, He Bai recovered and asked Gui Zhen to take him to the person in charge of the police: "I have important news to report!"

In fact, He Bai had something to rely on before he went out to sea rashly. His wife Ling Yao was the master of Gu Dao Mountain, and Gu Dao Mountain has always been famous for refining instruments and producing magic instruments and other things. The two are husband and wife, so Ling Yao naturally prepared a lot of good things for He Bai.

Therefore, He Bai saved up a lot of magic instruments that he could use and couldn't use. Among them was the magic instrument with the speeding talisman as the core. However, he had never used this magic instrument. After all, there were transportation tools when he went out. If you flew through the streets in a flash, it would easily cause panic. The Heavenly Master's Code also clearly stipulated that the relevant talismans and magic instruments should be used with caution in life.

Because he had never used it before, He Bai made some inaccurate estimates and rushed in the wrong direction and even rushed too far.

He Bai grabbed Gui Zhen's hand and whispered, "Hurry up, or they will run away!"

Gui Zhen's emotions were infected by He Bai, and she nodded hurriedly: "The police chief is on this ship, I will take you there now!"

This night is destined to be an uneasy night.

The leading Taoist sect Yun Shao Gong killed 4,977 people in the name of salvaging the old site, causing great shock to the Taoist sect and social unrest.

That night, residents living nearby said that they could hear sirens all night long, and looking out of the window, they could see ambulances coming and going, and crying and shouting never stopped.

"What a loud explosion! I felt my bed was shaking."

"What happened? Isn't that so-and-so meeting held regularly? Oh, I said those Taoist priests are troublesome. It's so convenient to hold online meetings now. Why do they have to hold large meetings? It's easy to get in a mess when there are too many people. Look, something went wrong?"

There was also a post like this on the local forum: I heard that 99% of the Taoist priests of Linyunhaihui were killed by Yunshao Palace. What kind of earth-shattering new era martial arts plot is this?

It attracted 100,000 hits and tens of thousands of reposts in a short time.

People were talking about it, and there were many opinions on the Internet. Various short videos were uploaded continuously, making people panic. Government departments had to increase online supervision to stabilize people's hearts. At the same time, a large number of police forces were mobilized, and the Special Investigation Office and the Taoist Association were called in to launch a comprehensive pursuit operation.

Two days later, 16 of the 18 people who escaped from Yunshao Palace were arrested and brought to justice. It is said that the escaped were the master of Yunshao Palace and his sister. The police issued a first-level wanted order with a million-dollar reward and were determined to hunt them down to the end.

A day later, Ruihe, who had been in the intensive care unit for three days, died of his injuries, and the death toll in Linyunhai rose to 4,978. The Taoist sect suffered heavy losses, and thousands of Taoist temples were mourned, and rituals for the salvation of the souls continued.

In the new book "New Kyushu" published the following year, this year was called the "White Linyun Year" and the beginning of the decline of the Taoist sect.

The author has something to say: Early, early, early! ! !

It's not finished yet! (Very loud