Tianwei Chapter 288 Five Classics (5)
After I uttered the command, all the power in my body surged out in an instant. Green mist gathered at my fingertips and gradually became brighter. Maybe it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a moment of eternity at my fingertips. Because I felt that everything there was no longer "moving", as if even time had stopped.
And then a ray of light appeared.
The light emerged from my fingertips and then transformed into a rune.
I don't understand what it is, I just know it is a word.
These characters that sparkle with green light exude a tranquil and profound aura. Looking at them, even the most confused heart will calm down.
God bless!
Grandpa Shi's anxious call seemed far away from me, yet it kept echoing in my ears. But I didn't care about anything anymore. I changed my mind and the green rune flew forward slowly.
During the flying process, it seemed to be able to absorb other forces and strengthen itself, because when it was only a few dozen centimeters away from my fingertips, it had grown more than ten times larger.
Suddenly, golden thunder fell silently from the sky, but this thunder did not defeat the rune, but entangled with it. They blended with each other, like a river and a big river. Even if the strength is far apart, they can use each other to strengthen themselves.
An inexplicable confidence suddenly rose in my heart. With it, I can definitely stop Wu Dian!
In his field of vision, the huge ancient book that stood in the wilderness and towered between heaven and earth suddenly shook. Several pieces of artifacts trembled, and then disappeared silently in this space.
At this time, the green rune had been wrapped in the golden thunder and was as big as a hill.
The huge ancient book trembled again, and there was a sound of wooden objects colliding in the dark . I was shocked to see that the book had opened a page...
The moment I opened the ancient book, the scene in front of me suddenly changed. The wilderness turned into the sea, and the grass and trees turned into fish and shrimp. The towering waves hit me, and the blue-gold runes were hit by the waves and trembled violently. I felt like someone had shoved a hammer into my brain, and the swelling pain made me scream out in pain.
But I had an obsession in my heart that I must not let the Taoist priest be taken away because he could still be alive.
Although I started practicing, I am definitely not a cold-blooded practitioner. They can treat human life as straw paper, but I cannot.
No matter what, you have to grit your teeth and hold on!
The first huge wave did not destroy the rune.
But then I saw, wave after wave, continuous, countless huge waves rolling and roaring, hitting me. Just one look, I felt my legs shaking. But one huge wave almost washed away the rune, now there are so many, how can I handle it?
Not to mention bearing it, it’s even a question whether one can survive these continuous attacks.
The Five Classics could stand at the top of the cultivation world and become a sect as famous as the Eight Threads. It was not as simple as I imagined. Although I have only seen the tip of the iceberg, it has already put me in danger.
At this moment, a graceful figure appeared in front of me. She pointed to the huge waves ahead with one hand and whispered: Chengtian, open!
The waves paused for a moment, and then, like a scene from a myth, they split apart in the middle. Countless waves continued to surge forward, brushing against my body, rushing past with the sound of a tsunami. I could feel the power contained in it, which was something that even a hundred of me could not resist.
Standing in front of me is my mother.
For a moment, I thought she was here to help me, but the next second I knew I was wrong, because when the waves parted, my lapis lazuli rune also dissipated.
My mother pointed at me with her free hand and whispered: Chengtian, ban!
Invisible silk threads instantly bound me, making me unable to move or even make a sound.
I stared with my eyes wide open, struggling hard, but to no avail. The rage in my heart could not burn any external objects, nor the ropes that bound me.
At this moment, a big hand patted my shoulder, and Grandpa Shi’s voice followed: Tianyou, you were too reckless this time.
These words made me angry and disappointed at the same time. Even Grandpa Shi didn't help me. Even he thought that the old Taoist should be taken away by Wudian!
Does the world of practitioners have to be so cruel?
I thought it was just a reality that people leave and tea gets cold. But these practitioners have taken this saying to the extreme.
At this moment, the huge waves that had just begun to separate a few dozen meters in front of us suddenly stopped surging. They retreated at a very fast speed like the receding tide. This scene was like a movie being rewound.
In just a blink of an eye, the waves receded hundreds of meters.
However, as the waves receded, a vague figure was lifted up by the waves.
He was like a water god, standing above the splashes, neither sinking nor falling.
The figure was extremely blurry and it was difficult to see what it looked like, but huge waves of oppressive force were slowly coming from there.
Pressure is invisible, just like seeing a car crashing into you. Even if it hasn't hit you yet, you already know you can't handle it, and you panic to the extreme, with a feeling of darkness before your eyes. This is pressure, a tremor from the depths of your soul.
He is just eager to save people, please stop. The mother suddenly spoke.
A hundred meters away, the blurry figure lifted by the waves was silent, but a giant black sword made of water waves was already aimed at this side.
The sword has not yet been swung, but the edge has already arrived.
The emperor said, "The ruler should follow the ruler's way, and the minister should follow the minister's way." The voice came from afar, echoing in the space: "If you are not determined, your ambition is not high, and you violate the minister's way, you should be punished...
I'm only saying this once, stop it, it's his fault, I will punish him, but...
Before the mother could finish her words, a huge black sword came shooting towards her from a distance.
The sword was flying in the air, but its invisible momentum split the waves below, leaving a blank area along the way, and everything was crushed into dust by it.
At first I didn't feel anything, but the black giant sword came so fast and fiercely that it was almost in front of me in just half a second. And then I saw that the sword was incredibly big, almost like a sword-shaped black mountain.
Chengtian, imprison! The mother pointed at the giant sword with one hand and shouted softly.
The sky was filled with green mist that appeared out of thin air, covering the black sword at an extremely fast speed , and then turned green to wrap around it. However, the black giant sword trembled from time to time, and the countless green hairs would be broken one after another. However, the green mist continued, and for a while, the two were at a stalemate, and it was hard to say who had the upper hand.
A soft sigh sounded behind me, and Grandpa Shi walked out from behind me. He walked slowly forward to the black sword, then stretched out his right hand and grabbed the hilt.
The crackling sound continued, and even the mother called out in surprise: "Uncle Shi."
Grandpa Shi’s right hand, from which white smoke continued to come out, held the hilt of the sword. He stomped his feet on the ground and shouted: Come down!
This shout shook the heavens and the earth, and even cut off a lot of the black hair above, but he pulled the black giant sword down. Grandpa Shi shouted again, holding the hilt with both hands at the same time, turned the black giant sword upside down, and stabbed it straight into the ground.
The giant sword should have been extremely sharp, but it broke and melted as it touched the ground. A stream of black water was crawling on the ground, like a living thing. They dissolved into each other on the ground and flowed away at a very fast speed.
Grandpa Shi loosened his hand, letting the bare hilt of the sword turn into the same black water and flow away. Then he walked back to his mother and stood there in silence.
But I noticed that Grandpa Shi's hands were a little black. The sword was obviously made of water, but why were there traces of burns on his hands?
In my mind, Grandpa Shi is as brave as the legendary gods. With his strength, there is almost no rival in the world. Although the black giant sword has been destroyed, it seems that he has suffered some minor injuries. It is really unbelievable.
No wonder he just said that I was too reckless this time.
But what else can I do if I don’t want to be reckless? Should I just let the old Taoist be taken away and miss the chance to be resurrected?
This is absolutely not allowed!
The Five Classics and Eight Suos have always been in harmony, so there is no need to harbor resentment over the younger generation. When the Five Classics are born, I will personally go to apologize. Mother spoke again.
After a few tens of seconds of silence, the figure slowly sank down. The sound of wooden instruments rang out again, and the page of the ancient book that had been opened gradually turned back, and finally returned to its original state. Countless fragments of things began to flow again, rushing towards the huge ancient book.
My mother didn't say anything. She turned around and walked back. She pointed at me and said softly: Solution.
I suddenly felt relaxed all over, and was able to speak and move again.
No……
“Bang!”
I only managed to utter one word when I was slapped in the face. The slap was so hard that a fishy smell came up from my mouth and nose. When I touched my cheek, I found it was swollen.
If you keep talking too much and causing trouble again, I will kill you immediately. The mother said indifferently.
I touched my face and stared at her blankly. Grandpa Shi sighed and walked back, taking a step between my mother and me. He looked helpless and said, "Okay, it's not a big deal, forget it."
I was still in a daze, but when I heard what Grandpa Shi said, my anger instantly exploded: Forget it? Why forget it? For what reason! Do you really want the Taoist to die? It would be good for you if he died, right? Did you deliberately kill the Taoist so that Wudian would be born? You guys...
A beam of green light suddenly expanded in front of my eyes and hit me directly on the forehead. The power contained in this light was extremely strong. If I was hit, I would definitely die.
It was only at this moment that I realized that my mother could really be so cruel as to kill me, and she wasn't just speaking in anger...
But I didn't die, because Grandpa Shi stretched out his hand and blocked the light.
He looked at me, but his expression turned cold. But this coldness was not directed at me, but at my mother, because I heard him say: Are you really going to kill him in front of me?
My mother didn't say anything, and Grandpa Shi turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to look back. But he stopped immediately, grabbed me, and stepped forward, saying: Don't let me see this again, he is my grandson, he was, he is, and he will be!
Grandpa Shi didn't look back, but I was facing my mother.
There was an indifferent expression on that beautiful face.
This expression seemed to be directed at me and Grandpa Shi.
