12dz Chapter 69 The Storm Begins
Chapter 69 The Storm Begins
Dark clouds stretched across the Zhulu Mountains, obscuring most of Luzhou from the sun, and the afternoon sky suddenly darkened to midnight.
A fierce wind howled, and the air was cold and damp. People scattered like birds and beasts in Huiyan City, and the once bustling streets and alleys were soon deserted.
"Master! The weather in the Northwest changes so quickly! It's freezing!"
Inside the East City tavern, Mu Ziyun crossed her arms, pouting and complaining as the cold wind blew through her. She was dressed in a rather thin, moon-white sword dress, typical of female disciples of the Qishan Sword Sect.
Across the table, a young female cultivator in a loose-sleeved red robe sat motionless, the wind unable to get within an inch of her.
The female cultivator seemed not to hear what Mu Ziyun said, and looked up at the thick clouds outside the city, a faint look of curiosity appearing on her charming face.
Mu Ziyun dared not say another word, hugged herself even tighter, and huddled on the stool like a quail.
A white pill was flicked from the red-robed female cultivator's hand, striking Mu Ziyun squarely on the forehead without haste or delay.
Mu Ziyun couldn't stop it in time, and with a cry of surprise, she managed to catch the white pill that was about to be thrown far away.
He gulped it down.
"Thank you for the reward, Master!"
After swallowing the white pill, her body warmed up, and Mu Ziyun's brows relaxed and her eyes opened, feeling her master's affection.
"Don't mention it, this pill was a gift from your father."
The female cultivator in red robes stood up from her chair and spoke calmly. Her long sword hummed softly as it hovered in front of her.
"Master! What's wrong...?"
Mu Ziyun's initial joy vanished, and she frowned slightly. She was all too familiar with her master's standard movements.
"Practice the Silent Wall Observation Technique! This Qi-Boosting Pill is enough to sustain you for an hour! Master will take you to broaden your horizons!"
The red-robed female cultivator continued her actions without stopping. As soon as she finished speaking, she had already traversed ten miles on her sword, carrying the worried-looking Mu Ziyun, leaving the shimmering Huiyan City behind.
"Master, do we really have to search for Xu Yuanxiang's tomb in this awful weather?"
Her skirt swayed wildly, making it difficult for Mu Ziyun to even open her eyes. She mustered her courage and uttered a complaint.
"What nonsense are you spouting! What I'm showing you today is a heavenly tribulation!"
The female cultivator in red robes wielded her sword even faster, and her tone became more excited.
"Ah!? No, Master!"
Mu Ziyun's expression changed and she exclaimed in surprise. Although her main profession was drinking and horse racing, she still knew a lot about the power of heavenly tribulations due to her family's profound learning.
The core principle of the Qishan Sword Sect's swordsmanship is visualization. The sect's internal methods and sword techniques are mostly derived from the visualization and enlightenment of its predecessors.
All those theories about the Eighteen Chess Mountain Strategies and the Wall-Gazing Mind Method are the same.
Now that her master has encountered a rare and extraordinary celestial tribulation, he is itching to go, and Mu Ziyun knows that once he goes there, there will be no turning back.
The autumn hunting camp was filled with a somber atmosphere, with soldiers carrying lanterns that resembled scattered stars.
Tens of thousands of people either lay in wait or withdrew, moving like fiery snakes and long dragons under the military control of the Western Expeditionary Army.
Where is Lin Qianxiu?
Wearing a set of brown and yellow armor, Mu Yuansheng strode out of Lin Qianxiu's dark tent and impatiently questioned Niannu, who was kneeling in front of the tent door.
"Reporting to you, sir, the Marquis left the camp with Young Master Xiaozhi last night and headed to Zhuolu Mountain in the northeast!"
Niannu remained calm and replied coldly.
Mu Yuansheng's face was grim as he shouted at the group of people waiting outside the tent:
"Wang Qingqiu! Does what Niannu said match the location of the Marquis you saw him go?"
Wang Qingqiu stepped forward from the crowd and hurriedly replied:
"Your Excellency, I saw last night that the Marquis did indeed take one person and head in that direction."
"You, you, you!...Stay here and guard the Marquis's camp. Do not leave without permission! The rest of you, retreat from this place in formation and head to Giant Stone City for a short rest!"
After pointing and making arrangements, Mu Yuansheng turned to ask Niannu:
"The place where your lord is located is precisely at the core of the Heavenly Tribulation. Niannu! Will you stay here, or come with me to find your lord?"
Niannu gritted her teeth and stood up, trembling:
"This servant is willing to accompany Lord Mu to protect the Marquis's safety!"
Mu Yuansheng sighed softly, it was hard to tell whether it was out of pity or admiration.
"Valiant Cavalry! Assign her a Soaring Black Kite! The entire team is on standby! In half an hour, we will head to the northeast of Zhuolu Mountain!"
Mu Yuansheng strode off, shouting orders all the way.
Centered around the cave where Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu were located, under the vast expanse of tribulation clouds, countless hearts were stirred, people came and went, and the world was bustling with activity.
Luo Sifan calmed himself down and gradually slowed his pace, cautiously moving forward towards the area where the lightning was strongest.
The lightning control technique passed down by Cheng Zhipu is somewhere between immortal and mortal, and Luo Sifan is finding it somewhat difficult to deal with with his current spiritual power.
After all, this tribulation lightning affected something born from the spiritual essence of heaven and earth. The level of the tribulation lightning was more than one level stronger than the tribulation Luo Sifan experienced when he used Taiyi Qingxuan spiritual energy to build his foundation.
Wherever Luo Sifan went, a long, blank passage of lightning flashed, a forbidden zone that the power of tribulation lightning could not touch.
Outside the passage, the lightning continued to intensify, with thunder and lightning flashing, and rubble from the cave tumbling down, as if it were the end of the world.
Lin Qianxiu and the others assumed that Luo Sifan had been reduced to ashes in the lightning net, so they didn't dwell on it or hold a grudge against him.
Qingyao and her younger brother reacted the most strongly. Even before the lightning strike, they seemed to be losing their will to live and gave up the idea of struggling to save themselves.
In Lin Qianxiu's arms, the body temperature of the human and the beast gradually turned from hot to cold, and even their trembling subsided.
"Qingyao! Little brother!"
Lin Qianxiu was afraid that the two of them would faint, so she poured spiritual energy into them, fed them pills, tried everything she could, shook them and called out to them, but in the end, it was all ineffective.
For the first time, even the hard-hearted Lin Qianxiu showed signs of panic.
Luo Sifan's escape broke down her defenses.
The closer Luo Sifan was to the core of the Heavenly Tribulation, the more difficult it became for him to manipulate lightning.
The lightning net, initially about ten feet in circumference, closed to two meters, then one meter…
Luo Sifan put aside his anxieties and continued to move forward step by step. As long as he got close to the core of the Heavenly Tribulation and summoned Cheng Zhipu down, this Heavenly Tribulation should be able to be averted.
The entrance to the cave seems to be in sight!
Luo Sifan finally saw the scorching white light of the Thunderfall outside the cave shooting in from the cave entrance, like an incomparably fierce pillar of light.
A dark shadow suddenly flashed in, and a beam of scorching white light appeared and disappeared, making Luo Sifan's eyes blur.
Luo Sifan's heart sank. What kind of monster could be so fearless of such heavenly lightning?
"who!?"
Using the method of controlling thunder to concentrate his voice, Luo Sifan shouted loudly.
The shadowy figure froze upon hearing the sound, hesitated for a moment, then stopped blocking the beam of light and quietly walked towards Luo Sifan.
Luo Sifan narrowed his eyes, his sword poised to strike as if facing a formidable enemy, but he couldn't activate the Dragon Slayer at his waist no matter what he did.
As a half-sword spirit, the Horned Dragon was probably so frightened by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder outside the sword that it lay down and pretended to be dead, and even Luo Sifan, whom it had recognized as its parents, could not be commanded.
The dark figure gradually became clearer amidst the flashes of lightning.
Luo Sifan's expression shifted from confusion to shock in the blink of an eye.
The true form of the shadowy figure is not only a person, but also a woman.
This woman had a hot figure, with only pink silk ribbons covering her private parts. Her body was as white as jade, and her hands and feet were inlaid with gold rings and jade bracelets. Her attire was similar to that of the painted fairies of the Silverfrost Empire.
She was stunningly beautiful and possessed impeccable manners.
Surrounded by lightning, the beautiful woman appeared relaxed, with colorful ribbons fluttering in the breeze and her bare feet lightly treading the ground, just like a noblewoman strolling leisurely in her own garden.
It would be strange if Luo Sifan wasn't shocked.