Chapter 2697: The sunset sand will fall apart tomorrow, and the world will be written with the brush

The thunder gradually became lower, as if the supreme being also felt fear. The viewer very calmly took out the second volume of the Heavenly Book from his arms. This volume of the Heavenly Book was a bit broken, with many pages missing. This is the Luozi Volume.

At the edge of the world, there is a bottomless ocean, from the black sea beyond the snowy peaks in the far north, to the tranquil sea as blue as glass in the south, to the stormy sea.

Suddenly, countless clouds dropped from the sky and flowed to the sea like a waterfall. The real and illusory clouds and mist connected with the sea surface, forming four endless walls of clouds.

The thunder from the Kingdom of God became deeper and deeper, revealing inexplicable sadness. The viewer once again took out a volume of the Heavenly Book from his arms, the third volume of the Heavenly Book. This volume of the Heavenly Book no longer had the shape of a book, only some embers. The rest looks like some burnt blackened powder, or like gravel that has been baked by the sun for countless years, scattered on people's homes, and turned into the vast desert. This is the sand scroll heavenly book. .

All the gravel on the earth began to flow slowly. In the desert in the middle of the wasteland and the dry land on the edge of the mud pond, the wind blew slowly, and all the sand surfaces turned into abyss that swallowed everything. Even the light seemed to be swallowed up. .

The viewer stood in the wind, his black hair fluttering, and his expression was calm, like a god. The thunder of the Kingdom of God had become too low to be heard, and he finally showed his obedience. Even the viewer was slightly absent-minded.

Countless years ago, the ban imposed by the gambler was the Taoist sect's last means to check and balance Haotian in the world, and it was also the most powerful force in the world, but no one had ever tried it, or even thought about it. But now the viewer thinks this way and does it. Now it seems that he has succeeded.

Afterwards, the temple master took out the remaining four volumes of the Heavenly Book one by one from Cai Gong's arms. When I took out the scroll with inverted characters, the quiet lake where Zhi Shou watched deep in the ridge of Xiling Temple suddenly stirred up waves. The reflections of the seven thatched houses on the lake suddenly turned right, and everything in the world seemed to have been turned upside down. The ocean and the earth flew up into the sky, the sky fell below, and everyone was standing upside down.

When he took out the opening scroll, a crack suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the blue sky, and a palace made of pure light could be faintly seen in it. There was Haotian's Kingdom of God, and light began to gradually seep out of the Kingdom of God.

The viewer did not stop and continued to take out the Sun Scroll. The sun in the sky suddenly became extremely bright. Countless rays of light were scattered in all directions. At the same time, the perfect and solemn palaces in the Kingdom of God also became brighter. Haotian God The kingdom begins to come and will fall into the human world.

At the end, the viewer finally took out the Mingzi scroll, and the radiance of the bright sun fell on the world. The entire world turned into a world of light, so dazzling that no one could open their eyes, as if they were all falling into the world together. In the Haotian Divine Kingdom, it turned into a bright existence!

Seven volumes of the Book of Heaven, seven words.

"day".

"fall".

"sand".

"bright".

"sky".

"fall".

"open".

The sunset and the sand will fall away tomorrow, and the waves will shake and the rocks will move and the water will linger. This is turning the world upside down, this is the reconstruction of light, this is opening the sky!

Seven volumes of the Heavenly Book appeared in front of Chang'an City, the Kingdom of God appeared in the sky, and the wall of clouds fell down, surrounding the entire world. The world became bright, and only light remained.

There was a terrifying buzzing sound, and countless bowstrings vibrated. This was the sound made by tens of thousands of Tang troops pulling tens of thousands of hard bows. The sound of bowstrings shook the void, as if countless Yao qins were being played, gathering together a powerful force that represented tens of thousands of Tang troops. The killing intent represents tens of thousands of sharp feather arrows shooting out of the sky.

Tens of thousands of arrows, a mass of black mass, passed over the high city wall, like a heavy rain, and shot towards the viewer, hoping to turn him into a hedgehog.

The viewer looked at the rain of arrows without any expression on his face. He raised his hand and there was another buzzing sound, but compared with the sound of thousands of strings resonating, this sound seemed particularly soft because it was the sound of the air being gently blown. It vibrated lightly and turned into a string.

No arrow could fall in front of the viewer, let alone touch his Qingyi. Tens of thousands of feathered arrows suddenly stopped and suspended in the space outside Chang'an City. The picture looked extremely weird, turning into a forest in the sky. The branches are densely covered, covering the sky and the sun.

A bird flew from the forest beside the official road outside the city. It seemed a little tired and was ready to take a rest. Then it saw many strange branches that it had never seen before. It flew over here and landed on a On the feather arrow, it stretched out one wing, preparing to comb the fine hairs under its wings. Suddenly, it found that there was some instability under its claws, and flew away with a soft cry.

The feather arrow that was stepped on by it fell slowly, slumped and powerless. The still scene was suddenly broken, and the world became active again. Tens of thousands of feather arrows fell down like real rain, spreading one after another and spreading a shallow layer on the ground under the Chang'an city wall.

Thousands of arrows cannot touch your clothes; thousands of arrows are still in the wind. The physical rules of this world seemed to have lost their effect at that previous moment.

Even though it was only a moment, it was something extremely difficult to imagine. Who could grasp and utilize the rules so perfectly?

In the past, only Haotian could do it, but now the temple owner can also do it with the help of the seven-volume heavenly book. What is the difference between this and Haotian's arrival?

The iron chain between the human world and the Kingdom of God was held in his hand. He represented the Tao Sect and controlled the authority that only Haotian could have. He was integrated with the rules and will of the Kingdom of God.

The sky became brighter and brighter, because the sun became more and more blazing, and the majestic divine kingdom vaguely visible in the depths of the blue sky seemed to be burning along with the sun.

An indescribable divine power descended from the sky and landed on the body of the viewer. An indescribable beam of light descended from the sky and landed in the sky above Chang'an.

Compared with the apocalyptic power given by Haotian, this divine power is like the sun to fireflies. Compared with the Haotian divine brilliance burned by Xiling's magic, the same is true. The viewer quietly looked at Chang'an City and saw Looking at Ning Que and the people in the academy on the city wall, his eyes became more and more peaceful, without any emotion.

Ning Que and everyone in the academy also looked at the viewer. Ning Que held an eye pestle firmly in his hand. It was extremely hot, as if Suzaku had awakened.

The entire streets and alleys of Chang'an City have woken up. The immeasurable vitality of heaven and earth has formed a complicated and complex network along the visible eaves and corners of the streets and alleys, the mountain towers and lake views, and the invisible ditches and hidden passages. The formation that cannot be calculated by human power has turned into a looming arch. This is the Jingshen Formation. When the Chang'an City was established a thousand years ago, the master set up the amazing formation with his own hands. It protected the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years. No one can break this most majestic city in the world.

The beam of light that descended from the sky fell in the sky above the Shocking God Formation, and spread along the arc-shaped invisible arch like flowing water towards the surrounding areas of Chang'an City. It was extremely beautiful, yet extremely thrilling.

Everyone knows that if that beam of light is allowed to blast through the Shocking God Formation, or even seep in just a few drops of light liquid, the entire city of Chang'an may be destroyed and turn into a sea of ​​fire!

The pestle of the array is getting hotter and hotter, and more and more vitality of heaven and earth is gathering in Chang'an City. White smoke is faintly emitted from Ning Que's palms. This is the result of the sweat evaporating and the palms of his palms being burned. It can even be faintly smelled. There was a hint of burnt smell, but Ning Que couldn't care about the pain in his hands.

The divine power from the sky is indeed terrifying. How long can the Shocking God Formation last? Ning Que's face is a little pale, and there is a bit of despair in his eyes. He does not think that the Shocking God Formation can block the spectators holding the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book. Lord, is the city of Chang'an destined to be doomed? Is the Tang Dynasty destined to perish?

The sun is really burning, scattering infinite light like jade pulp. The storm on the East China Sea has long been evaporated. The reeds on the swamp lowered their heads tiredly. The cloud walls around the world reflect the light back to the land, and the light refractions overlap. It makes the whole world so bright that it is impossible to look directly at it, and no one can look directly at the sun.

It was nearly noon and the sun was getting stronger. The beam of light from the sky pressed the invisible protective circle covering Chang'an City even lower. The flowing light slurry fell outside the city like a waterfall, igniting countless flames. Ning Que's His face became increasingly pale, and he was sweating like rain, but before it could flow down, it was evaporated into white mist. The pestle in his hand had burned Ning Que's palms to black, and his flesh and blood were stuck to them, making it difficult to separate.

The current patron represents the rules, and the rules cannot be changed, so he has absolute power. Even the Shocking God Formation can only struggle to support it, but cannot make an effective counterattack, because Chang'an City is in this world, in this world. Among them, we must obey the rules of the world.

Seeing that the city of Chang'an began to shake, the Jingshen Formation gradually became unable to support itself. The invisible shield covering the entire city began to sink in, bearing extremely huge pressure, and imperceptible cracks gradually appeared.

The crackling sound gradually sounded. It was difficult to hear at first, inaudible, but gradually intensified, like mosquitoes and flies flying around, and finally became louder, shaking the world, like a group of sparrows chirping and chirping.

Everyone was horrified and looked up at the sky. The water-like shield was covered with black cracks, densely packed like an incomparably huge spider web falling on the shield. Seeing that the shocking formation was about to If it is broken, the entire city of Chang'an will be destroyed.

Suddenly, in the academy outside Chang'an City, there was a quiet small courtyard with a rockery, a pond, tables and chairs, a couch, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, chess, calligraphy and painting. It was obvious that the meaning of this small courtyard was The owner is a person who knows how to enjoy life.

In the bedroom of the small courtyard, an oil-paper umbrella was hung on the wall. The oil-paper umbrella seemed to feel the light and heat between heaven and earth. Suddenly there was movement, and it flew out of the room and landed in the sky. The oil-paper umbrella slowly opened, I want to shield my master from the sun and the heat, and I want to shield the world from the light and the sun.

Paper umbrellas can provide shelter from wind and rain, as well as sun and sun protection. As this oil-paper umbrella is opened, the whole world becomes dark and night falls.

But this dark night is different from the past, because there is a bright sun hanging in the darkness, releasing its brilliance wantonly, spreading hot flames to the world, trying to turn the entire world into a sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, a bright moon flew out from the Kingdom of Haotian. The bright moon was cold and hung in the sky. The cold silver moonlight fell from the nine heavens and also fell into the human world, as if it were covering the human world. A layer of silver-white gauze was put on to cool down the scorching temperature.

Countless stars appeared in the dark night, twinkling non-stop, and a vast and majestic voice came from the sky, with a bit of joy and excitement.

"Finally, we have the means to check and balance Haotian. Thank you very much, Master!"

As the sound fell into the human world, the viewer's expression changed drastically. The seven volumes of heavenly books floating in front of him began to become uncontrollable. They broke free from his shackles and turned into seven streams of light. They flew into the Kingdom of Haotian and were swept away by a tall and handsome man. The figure is held in the hand.

"Master, it was really not easy. I finally managed to lure you out of the rat hole!"

Ning Que and others looked up at the Haotian Divine Kingdom. Three figures emerged. One was flawless, with long hair reaching her waist, but her skin was a little dark, but her feet were as white as snow and as warm as jade. They were in darkness, and their feet were Stepping on the light is Haotian and Sangsang.

A tall figure with white beard and hair, a majestic face and a fiery personality. He was cursing and seemed to be complaining about something. He was vulgar and looked like a martial artist, but this man was a master in the world, a symbol of wisdom, and a scholar. The ancestor of scholars.

The last figure has a faint smile on his face, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his face is handsome and heroic. Different from Haotian's flawless appearance, he looks extremely harmonious, which is another kind of perfection, but it is so pleasing to the eye. It will produce a little distant feeling, soft and comfortable. He held the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book in his hand and flipped through them with great interest. The light of wisdom shone in his eyes. This light was so dazzling that it was brighter than the bright sun.

As if sensing the viewer's reluctance and shock, he slowly lowered his head and looked down at the world. Looking at the lost and puzzled viewer, the smile on his lips became brighter and brighter, and he said softly.

"You used the Book of Heaven to hide on the sea surface and restrained all your aura. You can't even be seen in your destiny. Even I have a hard time finding you, so my master and I can only go to the sky!"

The Master and Zhao Wuhao are the people that the Temple Master is most afraid of. As long as they are in the human world, the Temple Master will not show his face. Therefore, when the Master is locked by Haotian, Zhao Wuhao obviously does not need to go to heaven, but He still transformed into the stars in the sky and rushed into the Haotian Divine Kingdom, making Ning Que unable to understand his approach.

Because only by doing this, the temple master will show up without fear, gather the seven volumes of heavenly books, and perform the deeds of opening the heavens.

"As I expected, you couldn't help but show up and brought me seven volumes of heavenly books, allowing me to get the final weight to defeat Haotian!"

When the temple master heard this, his face turned pale. He didn't expect that he was actually fooled. He had been plotted by Zhao Wuhao as early as when he used the five volumes of heavenly books to escape from Zhao Wuhao's hands.

The Master stood in the Kingdom of God, his expression also unkind, glaring fiercely at the viewer in the human world, cursing, and seemed extremely angry.

"Grandma, your Taoist sect actually has the means to check and balance Haotian. I didn't know it, and I have been wandering in the world for thousands of years!"

"I always thought that the Seven Heavenly Books were of little use, and I never thought of collecting them. I only picked up the Mingzi Scroll a thousand years ago. I really regret it!"

"If I had known the function of the seven volumes of heavenly books, I would have beaten the shit out of Haotian. Why would I have to wait in the human world for thousands of years!"

The master regretted extremely. He had also read the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book and knew the secrets in it very well, so he never took the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book to heart. How could he have known that this was actually the iron chain that locked Haotian and was the last resort in the world to check and balance Haotian. , I feel so regretful that my intestines are green. If I had known this secret, Ke Haoran would not have died back then, and Haotian would have been knocked out of the mortal world long ago.

Zhao Wuhao withdrew his eyes from the ground and looked at Haotian opposite, whose eyes were slightly undulating. A pale look appeared on her face, as if she had a clear understanding of her fate, and fear and panic arose in her heart.

"you lose!"

"But don't be afraid, I won't kill you, I will let you fall to the world, become a complete human being, and feel the beauty of the world again!"

Having said that, a terrifying power emerged from Zhao Wuhao's body, and endless light bloomed. This light was so bright, brighter and more domineering than the sun, filling the Haotian Divine Kingdom, cutting off Haotian and the Divine Kingdom. , and the connection with the rules of heaven and earth, it was directly blasted out of the bright world, fell to the human world, fell on Chang'an City, and fell next to Ning Que, whose eyes were blurred with tears.

With a victorious smile on his face, Zhao Wuhao looked at the master beside him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile.

"You lead me on the path of cultivation, and I will help you return to the human world. The cause and effect will be settled, and all grudges will be cleared!"

After that, the strong and bright light knocked the master down to the earth, leaving only the bright sun, silver moon, and stars in the sky, an extremely lonely and majestic figure.

"The sun is here, the moon is here, and the starry sky is here. How can we not have that familiar planet Mercury?"

Suddenly, a vast voice fell on the world, scattered everywhere in the world, and echoed in the hearts of all living beings.

"I am scholar Zhao Wuhao. Today I want to recreate the world and open up the world. I want to borrow the pen of the human world!"

Zhao Wuhao felt that the thoughts and thoughts of hundreds of millions of people turned into the will of the world. The power of thoughts of billions of people came from all corners of the world and everywhere in the world, rushing towards the sky and entering his body.

At the same time, all the books in the world flew into the air. There were rare classics and popular books. The number was incalculable. The thoughts of everyone in the world in the past gathered on these books, and endless thought power also poured into Zhao Wu. Hao's body.

Zhao Wuhao carefully comprehended the will of all sentient beings in the world and the thoughts of all sentient beings in the endless years. With enlightenment in his heart, he raised his right hand and gathered his endless thought power, turning it into a human pen with immeasurable divine power.

"Bai Wuyi is a scholar. Today I will write a personal calligraphy for everyone to see!"

The human pen was there but there was no ink yet, so the black from the countless human books floated out and fell on the tip of the human pen, dyeing this magic pen black.

Zhao Wuhao held the pen that did not really exist in the world, soaked it with ink in the sea of ​​fragrant books, raised his elbows with his wrists, and wrote two words in the air casually, which looked a bit sloppy.

All living beings in the world were silent. They knew that the character Zhao Wuhao was about to write must be a great talisman that had never appeared in human history. They had been mentally prepared to witness the miracle, but they did not expect that what he wrote was like this. Casually simple.

Swish twice, once and once.

All living beings looked at the sky, only to find that there was nothing there, because the character written by Zhao Wuhao did not fall in the sky, but fell on the earth.

The purpose of opening the sky is to open up the earth. The human world can only exist by relying on the earth, so this unprecedented talisman fell on the earth and the human world.