Chapter 62
Lin Shu frowned and looked at the sky.
When he passed the tribulation, the first thunder struck down, he was judged to be seriously cheating and came here.
If the disaster can be overcome, it will not be easy for the ninth level of heavenly thunder to be able to use his cultivation at that time.
The top of Huandang Mountain was silent, only the clear and mellow sound of the piano continued.
Lin Shu was still a little worried about Ling Xiao.
When the thunder was at its peak, it suddenly stopped for a moment.
Dead silence.
The dark clouds rolled in the sky, as if the final blow was brewing in the boundless silence.
The quieter it is, the more it makes people's heart feel like they are being grabbed by cold hands, and even their own heartbeat can be heard.
Suddenly, the black cat on Lin Shu's shoulder screamed softly.
Lin Shu was about to free up his hand to touch it, but unexpectedly the cat went down his body and stepped onto the ground.
It hesitated, first looking at Lin Shu, then looking at Ling Xiao, then Yun Lan, then looking at the sky, then looking back at Lin Shu, and looked forward with one claw, then retracted it, and repeated this several times, and finally walked to the center of the platform on the top of the mountain in an extremely cowardly manner, sat down, and looked up at the sky.
So touching.
It finally decided to go through the disaster in person.
Lin Shu would not believe that a thousand-year-old spiritual cat had no deep cultivation.
But, cowardly, it is true.
The sky roared, and the sound was so loud that it seemed that people didn't hear it at all. Only the eyes were black and the ears were hurting.
The thick purple thunder fell thunder, covering the entire mountain top, as if a comet hit the moon.
Cat: "Meow."
A chaotic spiritual power rose from it, confronting the thunder that was about to be struck down, and the lightning light came slowed down.
Cat: "Meow."
The spiritual power continued to accumulate, and the lightning slowed down again, but it still fell firmly.
Cat: "Meow."
The tug-of-war continues.
The cat's spiritual power has indeed not disappointed its thousands of years of practice, but the thunder is not a good person, and it has vaguely gained the upper hand. No matter how much spiritual power the cat releases, it is determined to slash it.
The cat was anxiously grasping the ground with his claws, and his tail hair had already exploded faintly, and he looked back at Lin Shu.
Lin Shu played a light song to comfort it.
The sky thunder continued to press down.
The cat was almost shaking its paws, slashing its tail hair, and screaming so hard that it couldn't make it into a cat's accent.
The spiritual power was gradually swallowed by the thunder, and it was gradually fading away and was about to be consumed.
Ling Xiao pressed his right hand on the hilt of the knife.
The cat whistled for the last time, and tried hard to gather a huge and solid aura again, and took the initiative to hit the sky thunder.
It could no longer hold on, but the sky thunder was at its last moment. With a rumbling sound, it finally slowly dissipated.
The cat fainted on the ground.
Ling Xiao fished it out of the ground and handed it over to Lin Shu.
Still breathing, it's okay.
I don’t know if it was really exhausted and fainted, or was scared.
Lin Shu wanted to laugh.
In the sky, dark clouds retreated like a tide, and in a blink of an eye it was clear again, and the clouds were even covered with a layer of magnificent golden light.
When the cat wakes up from a coma, completely cultivates his cultivation to perfection, and then completes the cause and effect of the world, he can ascend to the immortal world.
Of course, if it borrows manpower to overcome the tribulation, it will repay its kindness to others, and it will probably stay in the world for a long time.
Only this cat knows how much cause and effect it owe. When it wakes up, it will naturally follow the person who owe the most cause and effect.
All the onlookers were injured, but they were still weak and cheered: "The guardian has good magic power!"
The heavenly tribulation was finally over. Although they were injured just now, they were full of energy.
This time, I took action to resist the heavenly tribulation and knew what the sky thunder was like. It was like everyone was taking the college entrance examination naked, but they got the chance to give a god and experienced a simulation. How could they be unhappy - no matter how seriously injured they were, it was nothing.
Cang Min came to see the cat and asked Lin Shu: "Is it okay?"
Lin Shu: "Alive."
Breathing evenly, your body is very warm, there is nothing serious, it is just a little heavy.
Cang Min: "It's actually a cat!"
The disciples agreed: "Unbelievable."
Beixia was afraid of so long, afraid that the rash attack would lead to the mysterious thousand-year-old master of cultivation in Huandang Mountain. Unexpectedly, the one who was afraid of was such a timid and fearless black cat.
"Let's heal first," said a disciple, "Wait for this...well, the guardian wakes up and takes us to the treasure house."
They reached an agreement and each sat down to heal his wounds.
Yunlan said goodbye to them and went down the mountain.
Lin Shu asked Ling Xiao: "How are you?"
Ling Xiao said: "Not very good."
Lin Shu picked out a bottle of Sanqing Dahuan Dan from the bottles and handed it to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao took it, but didn't eat it, put it in his hand and played with it for a few times, and said, "I won't eat it."
Lin Shu said: "Eat."
"I won't eat it," Ling Xiao's voice smiled a little, pressed very low, and it reached his ears, as if there were cat claws scratching, almost making people shudder, "Just just play the piano for me."
Lin Shu: "..."
Cousin, I think you are looking for something.
But he refused to take medicine, and it was not possible, after all, he was seriously injured.
Lin Shu hung the cat on his shoulder and freed up his hand, intending to find a suitable position to play a song for Ling Xiao to heal, but Ling Xiao gently pressed his shoulder.
He ate a big pill and said, "Don't move."
Lin Shu looked up at him and expressed his questions with his eyes.
But when Ling Xiao's eyes passed by him, Lin Shu couldn't describe his expression at this moment, with a smile on his face, and he had a murderous aura, which was very solemn.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind," he heard Ling Xiao say, "The Fantasy Mountain is open, and the ancient treasure house is available for everyone to choose. Such a grand event..."
Lin Shu was suddenly shocked, and then heard Ling Xiao continue to say, "The guardian was weak and coma after the disaster, and all his disciples were seriously injured. This is a good opportunity."
Lin Shu suddenly turned around.
I saw a few of the disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly and stiffly raised their heads to look at them, their eyes were dull and their faces were gray.
The living dead infected by blood poison!
They hissed and rushed towards this side!
It was almost time to say that, almost at the same moment, the light of the sword under Ling Xiao's hands burst out, woven into an airtight barrier to attack the living dead.
Lin Shu hugged the cat tightly, took a few steps back, and stood behind Ling Xiao when he was blocking the dead man.
There is no doubt that the target of the living dead is the cat!
Is the Cat a mountain guard who was previously included in the top combat power of Nanxia, or is it the key to the entire Immortal Palace Treasure House!
For Beixia, if you take the opportunity to kill, there will be many benefits.
Chapter completed!