I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 567: Look at the baby before you die

Song You smiled slightly and stopped his movements.

Fang Lingyun suddenly stopped moving.

Then he stood there and let the yellow wind blow.

"call……"

There are countless fine knives in the yellow wind. Wherever the wind passes, the pillars of the main hall are turned into powder, the bricks and tiles are also turned into powder, and even the stone bricks and the entire mountain are disintegrating under the feet. It can blow everything in the world into powder. The tiniest dust seems to have condensed the power of long years, using time to weather everything.

"Buzz!"

A spiritual light lit up, blocking the yellow wind.

Song You turned his head and looked at the swallows in the sky in the distance, the horses that had retreated down the mountain, and the little girl who was riding on the back of a tiger, holding a flag and directing the demons to fight. He also exhaled a breath of fresh air and fought against the yellow wind.

The two sides touch and eliminate each other.

The fresh air and yellow wind all disappeared.

There is only rain and fog left between heaven and earth.

"..."

The pot-bellied monk frowned, his eyes full of vigilance.

This is obviously not a close match.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the water spirit that was still placed on the colorful glazed platform. The pot-bellied monk made up his mind and his heart sank, but his face was still full of smiles.

Then he took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and suddenly the Buddha's light shone brightly, reflecting his majestic appearance and a smile on his face.

"call!!"

The yellow wind between heaven and earth became more noisy, and even added a touch of golden light to the wind.

This time the yellow wind passed by, no longer eliminating all things, but muddying the world. Unknowingly, it had caused sudden changes in the world around us.

Song You only saw the Buddha's light that illuminated half of the sky, and the fat Buddha statue with a smile on his face. When the Buddha's light disappeared and that face faded into the world, there was nothing around him - only the sky covered with dark clouds above his head. There were thunders, and raindrops fell like white stars. Although there were mountains and forests under my feet, there were hundreds of feet between my feet and the mountains and forests, and there were layers of rain and mist.

It was already high in the sky.

"brush!"

The next second, the Taoist began to fall.

The sound of howling wind filled my ears.

But his posture and demeanor didn't move at all.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning flashed beside him, and the falling rain gradually caught up with him, falling side by side with him, and then passed by him again, and his cheeks quickly became cold and moist.

The rain and fog below are getting closer and closer in my eyes.

"call!"

The Taoist's falling figure quickly passed through the rain and fog. His vision was only hazy for a moment, as if it was covered by a semi-transparent gauze and then immediately removed. When the vision returned to clarity, the mountains and forests were already in front of him.

The treetops, bird's nests, fallen leaves, and puddles of water are all getting closer and closer, and you can see them more and more clearly.

The earth rushed towards my face, and there was a special kind of fear.

The feeling of weightlessness also brings a wonderful sensory experience.

Taoists are naturally not afraid——

Not to mention that since I met Yan Zi in Anqing ten years ago, I have often viewed the world and played with the sky in this way. Even if I didn't, it wouldn't change my color.

This is a magic technique.

If you are afraid, it is true; if you are not afraid, it is false.

Taoists are good at fighting.

He didn't even use magic to resist.

The earth was in front of me in the blink of an eye.

Song You even walked through the dense forest, feeling the branches and leaves scratching his face, bumping into the cobwebs that had not been destroyed by the wind and rain, and seeing clearly the depression directly below that had just merged into a pool, with ripples constantly spreading. The branches above and the dark clouds and thunder in the sky are reflected on the water surface, everything is the same as the real thing.

It even felt like the monster really took him to the sky in an instant and wanted to throw him to death.

"thump!"

The Taoist "fell" into the pool instantly.

"..."

However, he neither fell into the pool nor crashed into the ground, but plopped across the pool. The water seemed to be another sky, another deep sky covered with dark clouds, in which thunder snakes were constantly shining and entangled. , slashing towards him backwards.

The Taoist remained motionless and his expression remained unchanged, as if he was standing in the air and falling upside down into the sky.

Gravity is reversed.

Falling into the sky and falling into the earth are two different fears.

The earth is hard, and if you fall from a high altitude, your mortal body will be shattered to pieces. However, its height is limited after all. People with moral principles may also have ways to prevent themselves from being dropped to death, but the sky is vaster, boundless and bottomless than the earth. Falling like this is like falling into a vast and bottomless abyss. You don't know how long you will fall, as if you will never reach the end.

At the same time, the sky below and the earth above began to rotate.

It's also like a Taoist spinning.

"Ah……"

The Taoist waved his hand.

The rotation stopped and the figure stabilized again.

The dark clouds under his feet were getting closer and closer. Not only could he see the deep and rich clouds rolling in the wind, but he could even see the starting point of thunder and lightning, which would strike towards him.

"boom!"

The Taoist's expression remained unchanged.

"call……"

The Taoist passed through the dark clouds.

Thick clouds and fog obscured light and sight, and it was difficult to open one's eyes when passing through the highly humid air. His clothes and hair had long been soaked, and now they were filled with water again.

But the dark clouds eventually end.

"brush!"

The Taoist passed through the dark clouds.

But the sky above is not the boundless blue sky, but a piece of land again.

There was still a strong sound of wind in my ears.

The Taoist is still falling.

It's just that the earth seems to stand up, or the gravity has changed its direction again. At this time, the Taoist's left is the earth, with mountains and meadows undulating, and behind is the sky, and it has become sunny. The blue sky is full of white clouds and is shining brighter than before. The snake's dark cloud looks deeper and more terrifying.

The Taoist fell parallel to the earth.

But his face remained unchanged and his expression was peaceful, as if he was still standing on the top of the ruins just now without moving. He even had the time to turn his head and look at the mountains on his side.

I don’t know where it is here, with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The Taoist hit the treetops on the top of the mountain, passed over the stream, passed over the bamboo forest, passed the thatched house, and smelled the aroma of food from the curling smoke. It was spring ahead, and he inadvertently passed through the peach blossoms. After a few touches of powdery fragrance, there was a high mountain on the earth, protruding from the earth, and the Taoist crashed into the side of the mountain.

The vision turned black, and the endless deep night sky appeared again.

Fall, keep falling.

It seems like this will never stop, and I will spend my whole life in this weird and constant falling, tasting the wind and weightlessness, unable to escape.

"Is this the magic here?"

Song You smiled and said to himself, holding a little bamboo stick in his hand.

At this time, he was falling into the cotton-like white clouds. The bamboo stick was raised a little, and it should be pointed in the void sky, but the dazzling light on the bamboo stick seemed to be in the real place.

"The air is clear and the scenery is bright, all things are in full view!"

The clear spiritual power clears away all emptiness.

A hole was suddenly poked in this world, and everything in the world turned into light, shrank and faded at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared in an instant.

The Taoist was still standing on top of the ruins on the top of the mountain, still standing upright. Not only did he not fall to the ground, he even never moved his feet. He was looking at the pot-bellied monk in front of him in the rain.The pot-bellied monk looked shocked.

"How did you get out?"

"I have an extraordinary heart." The Taoist replied casually, observing the movements of the pot-bellied monk.

If you are an ordinary monster or monk who does not have a firm heart, not enough experience in magic fighting, and does not have a pair of sharp eyes to see through the flaws in magic, you will be pulled into that "illusion" after falling for the first time. He fell to pieces.But this is obviously not feasible for people with sufficient moral principles.

This monster probably wanted to trap him there, trapping him in an endless fall. It was best to grind him to death slowly. It didn't matter if he died or not, so he would be trapped there forever, falling forever.

But he soon discovered that he might not be able to trap him, so he wanted to take Ling Yun away to temporarily avoid his sharpness. However, he found that Fang Lingyun couldn't take it no matter what, and he couldn't bear to leave Ling Yun, so he planned to take advantage of it. This opportunity killed him, and the spiritual light protecting his body had been lost. What I didn't expect in the end was that he escaped so quickly.

At this time, the pot-bellied monk was holding a high-necked vial that seemed to be made of ice crystals. He quickly backed away and distanced himself from him.

The huge and fat body was quite fast, riding the wind and retreating, with the fat all over its body trembling in the wind.

The Taoist stepped out with his staff and caught up with him.

But he saw the pot-bellied monk retreating from one mountain to another in the blink of an eye, pointing the mouth of the bottle at him, with Buddha light lingering all over his body, and chanting incomprehensible incantations.

"Tianshan Divine Ice, lend me the cold air!"

"call……"

A burst of cold air suddenly surged out of the mouth of the bottle, and the aura in it made people feel frightened. It even reminded people of the flames at the Flame Mountain Pass of True Lord Yanyang to the west of Shazhou.

Song You stopped instantly, raised his head and pushed.

"boom!"

A ball of real fire suddenly burst out from his hand.

The real fire and the cold air collided, and the ice and fire did not blend together. They neither eliminated nor merged with each other for a while, but suddenly swayed with a shocking aura, sweeping away the dark clouds and thunderstorms in the sky.

However, the cold air in the bottle was the same as the flames at the Flaming Mountain Pass. It had been stored for countless years, and then surged out. The Taoist's fire skills were not as good as those of True Lord Yan Yang, and now he was hurriedly preparing to fight. The two sides met, and in the blink of an eye, the flames fell in. Downwind, it was quickly wrapped and eroded by the cold air.

"call……"

The real fire dissipated quickly, but the cold air still surged.

There is no suspense in this confrontation between ice and fire.

The Taoist only had time to say, "So it's this thing," before the cold air came to him.

It's truly a shocking aura.

"Crack!"

Ice instantly covered the Taoist.

Not only the Taoist, but the entire mountain was covered in ice.

At a glance, you can tell that this is not a natural result of the season of heaven and earth, because what covers the entire mountain is not snow, but a thick layer of divine ice, which is bone-chilling.

However, the pot-bellied monk is still standing in the sky, holding an ice bottle, pointing the mouth of the bottle downwards, pouring out a steady stream of divine ice cold air, as if turning the entire mountain into a glacier, the cold air overflows, taking the mountains next to him with it. It was also gradually covered with frost and wrapped in a thick layer of ice.

Until the bottle mouth can no longer spit out the cold air.

"..."

The pot-bellied monk shook the bottle and took a closer look. The Taoist below had turned into an ice sculpture and could not move. Then he shook his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

"It doesn't matter if your Taoism reaches the sky. I have hundreds of millions of years of divine ice to borrow. Even the gods and Buddhas will turn into ice statues when they come."

He turned around and was about to leave when a voice came from beside him.

"Where does this coldness come from?"

"!"

The pot-bellied monk was startled and turned his head instantly.

I saw a Taoist standing neatly next to him, holding a bamboo stick, standing in the wind, and staring at him calmly.

Look below——

The mountains remain the same, the ice remains the same, and the ice sculpture Taoist remains the same.

At the same time, the Taoist standing in the wind stretched out his hand and lit up a little light, which revealed the aura of the most powerful sun, like a small sun falling into the mountains on the ground, causing the ice to melt quickly.

As soon as the ice sculpture melted, the Taoist inside disappeared without a trace.

The pot-bellied monk was shocked. He looked at the empty crystal bottle in front of him. Without hesitation, it turned into a streak of yellow wind and flew into the distance at an astonishing speed.

"Fuck!"

A swallow flew overhead, leaving a patch of feathers behind.

If you look closely, you will see that it is not a feather, but a snow-white fan about the same size as a feather.

"It came just fine."

The Taoist stretched out his hand, and the fan fell into his hand, and it immediately became normal size.

You have treasures, and so do I.

While holding the fan, fan it only in that direction.

"..."

Silently, the yellow wind in the distance suddenly fell to the ground.

Only then did the Taoist catch up.

"Boom!"

Thunder rained down from the sky, bringing with it rolling power.

The pot-bellied monk was still wearing a golden monk's robe and was very fat, but the monk's robe seemed to have been burned. There was no smile on his face. He only looked panicked and looked at the Taoist in front of him.

"Maybe spare me?"

There was some Western accent in his words.

"No."

The Taoist's tone was calm and straightforward.

"Kill faster!"

"My steps are straightforward, which is admirable." Song You said, raising his hand, and the high-necked crystal vial that had fallen in the mountains in the distance flew over and landed in his hand. The aura in it was still there, "But it's still I would like to ask you, where does the cold aura in this thing come from?"

"..."

The pot-bellied monk only looked at him, his eyes flickering.

Just when Song You thought he was going to say, "I'll tell you if you spare me," he only heard him grit his teeth and say, "Show that treasure to me again, and I'll tell you!"

"Okay, let's talk first."

"Show me first."

"..."

Song You waved to the distance again.

There was a flash of water between heaven and earth, and the spirit was in his hands.

"Firstly."

If a normal-thinking person or even a relatively normal-thinking monster sees this scene, he will immediately think that the so-called water aura is just a ploy used by the Taoist to catch him. But at this time, the pot-bellied monk only sees the magic in the Taoist's hand. Lingyun, as if filled with it, murmured:
"Nine hundred miles southeast of Jade City, behind the Tianshan Mountains is the Tianshan Mountains, towering into the clouds. In the mountains are the Shenhu Glaciers, which contain hundreds of millions of years of cold aura. Few people can go there."

"Thank you, sir."

"Baby! Give me baby!"

Song You looked at him for a long time and then threw it away.

The aura suddenly floated towards the pot-bellied monk.

The monk's eyes suddenly became eager, and there was only this aura in his eyes. His expression was amazed, and he kept mumbling, not knowing what he was talking about.

"boom!"

A ball of blazing fire suddenly appeared and enveloped him.

And until he was burned to ashes, he did not take his eyes off Ling Yun, nor did he cry out in pain.

It can be seen that greed has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and there is no cure.

(End of this chapter)