Not long ago, some persuasion also occurred in the places where people left their last words in the main grotto where there were also no sight.

"Ouyang Lianghan, do you really think I am a Confucian saint, resisting the thunder, and being majestic is majestic, but can you change the thunder? Do you know the power of these nine-level thunder? The old man who played the piano just said nothing wrong , there is no exaggeration.”

Cui Hao in the phantom state asked helplessly:

"Is that short girl here? You can't hide your pride and run away?"

"No."

Ouyang Rong shook his head in his heart.

Cui Hao's phantom pointed to the phantom of the little old man who was taking advantage of the opportunity to control his body and drink with a drink:

"Then you insist on carrying this thunder, don't pay attention to Tao Yuanming, he will do it, because he is a dead person, and he will die anyway. Before he dies, he borrows the fake tripod swords from [Martial Arts] and [Woman Soldiers] to go to God to the Lord He was very happy to hand over a sword that was full of state, but you still have to live, and it is easy to be unable to eat."

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:

"Aren't you a dead person, why did you stop me? You are from the previous dynasty."

The beautiful young man grinned:

"I'm different, I'm kind-hearted. Also, it's really exciting to destroy Buddha today. I won't take your money in vain. I'll help you make careful calculations. After that, Tao Yuanming and I left, I can leave some good things for you. Have you seen two fake tripod swords handed over for you? They are the only fake tripod swords corresponding to the tripod sword, and there are some miscellaneous things, just have fun secretly. This is called saving the family fortune, although you are not the surname Cui , but I treat you like the son and nephew of the Cui family, which is also our fate."

Ouyang Rong didn't speak.

Cui Hao's phantom borrowed Ouyang Rong's vision and looked at the people in the main cave where the sky thunder came, which was scattered in life. Then he looked at the stunning short girl who was lifting up her skirt and jogging over as if she was giving her for nothing. He squinted his eyes and suggested:

"How about this, who do you want to take with you? It can be said that we can take three of us away. You can choose as you like. Apart from this short girl, you can choose two more and let's go together."

Cui Hao's phantom waved his hand a little indifferently:

"As for the others, just keep them and be struck by lightning. Anyway, you are showing your might today, and it is not embarrassing to run away in the face of the thunder. Even if you are embarrassed, most of the people who know will die. Let the thunder today The finishing washes the floor, and it falls white, it’s really clean.”

"What about this cave?"

Cui Hao was a little surprised: "Grottoes?"

Seeing Ouyang Rong's calm expression, he couldn't help asking:

"You stayed to keep this cave? You didn't want to keep people with kindness, you wanted to keep land?"

Ouyang Rong did not answer and asked seriously: "What will happen to this Xunyang Grotto when these nine-level thunder falls?"

Cui Hao shrugged: "It is uncertain whether the first few thunders in the nine-level heavenly thunder will be destroyed, but the third thunder in the back is not a fixed point, but it will be a mesh thunder pool, which will definitely wash the ground. This main cave cannot be protected. Then, the lotus stone carvings on the dome cannot be kept, and they will collapse together."

Ouyang Rong nodded and said, "Then resist."

"You're not alive? You said you can take three people away. Is it worth it for a dead cave that you can't move away? And aren't that shit Buddha all destroyed? Do you still care about this cave?"

"What I destroyed was the Donglin Buddha, not the Xunyang Grottoes, it was different."

"What's the difference? Ouyang Lianghan, I just ask you, now you are in a good situation and can get out with a full load, but now for it, I will fight against these nine-level thunder, and finally get seriously injured or even die. You think it's worth it.

Is it?"

Ouyang Rong asked:

"Cui Hao, did you die tragically when you wrote the Chinese history and wrote it straightforwardly. Is it worth it? Just to leave those few pages of historical facts to future generations?"

Cui Hao suddenly fell silent.

Tao Yuanming glanced at the beautiful young man with a phantom shadow.

After a while, Cui Hao looked up at the black thunder clouds that were ready to go, and suddenly waved his hand impatiently:

"I'm really crazy. I'll carry these nine levels of heavenly thunder with you... I'll agree in advance that you may die or suffer other heavy damage, because the focus is not thunder, but heavenly punishment, and carrying thunder may not be difficult.

But the punishment is hard to avoid, so I can only do my best to help you reverse and avoid it, but... I don’t guarantee that I will get out of here anyway."

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Tao Yuanming turned his head and looked at the young man with a little over.

The old man carrying a flower hoe who cherishes his words and writes like gold suddenly said:

"I will help you with a sword."

Ouyang Rong looked at him and turned to reality to deal with the female Lord Shi who suddenly found her to get her hair.

After a while, Ouyang Rong put away the mandarin duck jade hairpin and asked Rong Zhen to wait for a while. Tao Yuanming went up and said a few words to the audience, and walked towards the thunder alone.

In front of everyone, a young man in Confucian shirt held a bronze scroll fake tripod sword in his hand. As the legendary sword master, he projected the [Woman] sword shadow far away in the Peach Blossom Land in the unknown land.

[Woman Scholar] phantom is blessed on the body of [Craftsman].

This is a time, a return home in a state of full blood.

Really return.

It is the sword that is finally returned.

Just before [Machinery] was ready to go and soared into the sky, Cui Hao, who was controlling his body with Ouyang Rong, suddenly spoke:

"It's different. I die, there are two reasons.

"First, there is a difficult guy who fought for half his life and I was seriously injured. By the time I was studying the history of the country, I had lost most of my cultivation. If my cultivation was still there, I would not die easily; second, I am not a simple Confucian scholar.

Qi Refining Master, my teacher came out of a place, and the word "historian" is the most expensive, because only historians who are as strong as bamboo can go there in every dynasty and every generation. This is the highest honor for scholars. It’s a pity that historians have fallen since the Spring and Autumn Period

Since then, fewer and fewer people like this…”

Cui Hao's smile had already been restrained and his tone was surprisingly serious:

"Ouyang Lianghan, the historians cannot tell lies, history must be left to future generations."

After listening quietly, Ouyang Rong spoke gently, and left a similar sentence that Rong Zhen said not long ago:

"It's all the same. It's also for future generations."

Cui Hao was slightly stunned.

No more stopping him.

Three scholars went side by side.

Thunder clouds above my head, there was lightning and lightning that quickly thunder sounded, and fell down.

The first thunder is silver-white, and the thunder is branch-shaped.

The blue sword light as thin as a slight ray of light moves forward bravely.

[Masterpiece] Break it with one sword.

The second thunder, also like a branch, is blue.

Break it with one sword.

The third thunder is strangely green and also a branch-shaped thunder.

Break it with one sword.

The fourth heavenly thunder, the blue Yimu thunder, contains vitality.

The fifth path, the black Xuanming thunder, carries extreme cold.

The sixth way, the gray Hongmeng Thunder, splitting away the lustful evil.

The three heavenly thunders are all evolved versions of spherical thunder icons. [Masterpiece]...it is still broken by one sword, and one connects three heavenly thunders.

This is the case with the legendary sword-holder and the natal tripod sword. There are not so many twists and turns. As long as you are stronger than a line, you will break it with one sword.

The first six levels of heavenly thunder are not as good as the bloody sword "Go to Come" under the combined force of the two cauldron swords.

But from the seventh way, the sky thunder changes!

The thunder icon turns from a spherical thunder to a mesh thunder.

The seventh way, purple chaotic thunder, those who specialize in striking karma.

The purple thunder fell on [Machinery].

The [Machinery Works] who was angry at bullfighting suddenly became a little slower.

Under the thunder clouds, an arc swayed slightly.

The fire of the tripod also moved in the wind, swaying left and right, like a candle in the wind.

Ouyang Rong felt sweet in his throat, and he swallowed again, and the hem of the Confucian shirt and clothes roared.

Above, the Ding Sword finally couldn't bear all the thunder, and purple thunder overflowed. He bypassed the [Machinery] and fell towards the Xunyang Grottoes.

The thunder that could not be destroyed by the Cauldron Sword fell to the mortal world, but was a destructive existence.

In Xunyang Grottoes, the bamboo forest on the top of the mountain that was first exposed to purple thunder turned into a wisp of scorched smoke.

It falls randomly and may fall to everyone's heads in the next moment.

Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu, Xue Zhongzhu, Wu Daozi and others all changed their faces, and they felt a sense of powerlessness that they could not help but feel.

At this time, Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the white sturgeon.

A Kuixing Talisman entered the white sturgeon.

The white sturgeon rushed into the air and ran into the purple thunder.
To be continued...