Chapter 19 Chapter Eighteen

There is no black light in the world, only darkness. When all light is extinguished, it is absolute blackness. Black person, Xuan Ye.Xuan Nai is the way of heaven.Just like the end of the universe, it is a black hole. With a deep and majestic roar, Luo Zhongxia's strong hand hit the bottom of Ge Hongding's cauldron. This blow was really shocking and powerful, and almost immediately caused a strong shock.A circle of air ripples spread out from the fist, and there was a huge roar echoing from the walls of the cauldron, like Hong Zhong Dalu. Everyone felt the trembling rhythm of the big cauldron under their feet, and they almost couldn't stand still.If this blow hit the ground or rocky ground, the sand would fly and the stone would crack, leaving a big crater like a meteorite.

When everyone recovered from the shock, they found that the colorful light bands that had been raging in the cauldron suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding vision returned to the normal tranquility and darkness.But under Luo Zhongxia's deformed hands covered with bone spurs, there was nothing but the engraved mysterious patterns on the bottom of the tripod. Could it be that Zhou Cheng was smashed to pieces?Such a thought immediately popped up in everyone's mind. Luo Zhongxia staggered and finally fell to the ground.With the series of dizzying attacks just now, coupled with the energy spent on building the ink bridge, he is now exhausted and can no longer move.Just now, in order to cover Luo Zhongxia, Zhou Cheng was hit by a yellow light, and he was sitting on the ground to adjust his breath; while Qin Yi was busy removing the unicorn lock for Yan Zheng. Long, the victim may be completely paralyzed, irreversible.

Liu Yuanyuan leaned against the tripod wall, deliberately keeping a distance from this group of busy people.She was originally on the same side as Zhou Cheng, but when Zhou Cheng was besieged just now, Liu Yuanyuan stood by and did not even move a finger.She couldn't explain why she was like this, probably because Zhou Cheng even counted her pen spirit when he counted the burning pen to break the formation just now. Thinking of this, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't help but put her hands on her chest. Her pen spirit will never let Monk Peter and the others know their true identities.She glanced at the group of busy people with a little anxiety. Monk Peter clasped his hands together and chanted scriptures silently with his eyes closed. His pair of broken gold-rimmed glasses stood on the bridge of his nose, which looked rather funny.Most of the attack just now was planned by him, Liu Yuanyuan suddenly thought that this guy has the ability to use the pen, and using the pen spirit is his forte, and then thought of the past of the two of them when they were young, and their hearts were mixed for a while. List.

Wei Shiran folded his hands together and his eyes flickered.The series of trick-or-treating attacks just now was quite beyond his expectation.Except for Nineteen of the three, they were all monks halfway through. Their rapid growth is really amazing.He scratched his beard, not knowing what plans he had in mind.In fact, he was the one in the most dangerous situation among all the people. Even if Luo Zhongxia successfully built the ink bridge, he might not be able to liberate him from the pen array.But Wei Shiran's face was as usual, and he was never panicked. "I can only trouble you to build a bridge again later. Hey, it's really Murphy's law. Anything that may be unlucky will definitely be unlucky."

Yan Zheng sat on the spot and let Qin Yi play with his body, while joking with Luo Zhongxia leisurely.Luo Zhongxia shook his head to show that he heard it, but he didn't have the energy to answer. He couldn't even move a finger now. Nineteen had recovered his emotions at this time, but his face was blushing, and he was still panting.She is born with a fierce personality, and she is not afraid of anything. If she is hit by blue or red light, she will not be too traumatized; but she is hit by yellow light. Fang Bin came over, smiled and said nothing, just gently hugged her into his arms, spinning gently and slowly, infinitely charming.

Women and men have very different pursuits of perception.When Yan Zheng and Luo Zhongxia were hit by Huang Guang, they only saw half-naked or fully naked sexy women, focusing on sensory stimulation; while women prefer emotional experience. Nineteen has always admired Fang Bin, so after she awakened , I felt that the feeling just now was wonderful, but I was very shy and felt very bad, and I didn't dare to meet the eyes of others, as if the romance just now was well known to everyone. She was still in a daze, when she suddenly felt light in her body, at first she thought it was the aftermath of her emotions, and she was still a little confused, but when she looked down, she couldn't help but let out a scream.Hearing Nineteen's cry, everyone was startled and looked up one after another.It turned out that her waist was tightly entwined by a snake-like white light belt, which was lifted up into the air and kept swaying.

A cheery and somewhat artificial voice came from a corner of the cauldron. "My blackness was actually forced out. I am so touched by everyone's dedication." Zhou Cheng walked out of the shadows as if nothing had happened, looking unharmed. Everyone's expressions were shocked. They had seen the power of Luo Zhongxia's blow just now. An attack of this level could not hurt him. How strong is this guy! ? Zhou Cheng brushed off his sleeves and said with a smile, "The Qinglian pen really scared me into a cold sweat just now. I never thought there would be such a move. But don't be surprised, I'm also a human being, and I can't stop this kind of attack at all. It's just that I just avoided it."

dodge?Easy to say. Luo Zhongxia's last attack was made at a very close distance from Zhou Cheng, and it was condescending, and he made it suddenly, leaving Zhou Cheng no more than a second to react. And Zhou Chengcheng just avoided it. Could this reaction speed be the effect of black? The situation did not allow them to analyze too much. Zhou Cheng manipulated the white light belt to throw Nineteen in the air, which was very dangerous.White is the hardened weapon of the five-color pen. Just now, Yan Zheng was almost killed with just one blow. At this time, as long as Zhou Cheng had the slightest thought, Nineteen might be cut in half.

Yan Zheng and Luo Zhong Xiakong were anxious, but they were helpless; Qin Yi was unblocking Yan Zheng, but he couldn't be distracted; plus Wei Shiran was trapped in the pen array, Xiao Rong was unconscious, and Monk Peter was seriously injured. . There is only one person left who can help. Monk Peter opened his eyes and looked gently at Liu Yuanyuan.Liu Yuanyuan naturally knew what he wanted to say, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face: "Qingdong, do you want me to betray my master?" Monk Peter said: "Amitabha, they have abandoned you like a shoe, Yuan Yuan, are you still not enlightened?"

"Hmph, you speak so righteously, who knows what kind of trap it is. What business do you have if they abandon me? Why do you care about me!?" Liu Yuanyuan didn't know what she was angry about, her tone seemed angry, but there was something The meaning of coquettish venting anger. Monk Peter sighed, and tore off his monk's robe with a clatter: "Yuanyuan, my friend is in danger, please help me. The poor monk is at your disposal, and I will never fight back." Liu Yuanyuan's complexion changed, and the eyes behind the lens were like broken glass windows in an instant, and the stars were shining.

"Do you just want me to kill you now?" Monk Peter said, "Follow the matter urgently." Liu Yuanyuan said angrily: "Die! Die! You have always thought that you can solve everything when you die!! Do you know? I hate your self-righteousness the most!" "Other than that, the poor monk really doesn't know what to do." Liu Yuanyuan's voice suddenly lowered: "Don't you...don't you ever know that you owe me an apology?" Monk Peter couldn't help but startled when he heard this sentence.Liu Yuanyuan flicked her long hair, ignored him, turned around and walked towards Zhou Cheng.At this time Shijiu was still being thrown around in the air, Zhou Cheng saw her coming, and said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, don't worry, Master's wish will come true soon." Liu Yuanyuan said coldly: "I could hear clearly just now, you also counted me in the burning pen." Zhou Cheng looked puzzled: "But I have already put you at the end of the list, the probability of surviving is very high." "Hmph! Burn you first, and then I will give the master the pen!" When Liu Yuanyuan finished speaking, the spirit of the pen came out in response. Zhou Cheng didn't care at first, but when the pen spirit approached, his complexion finally changed.The five-color pen is extremely powerful, but it has a fatal weakness, that is, double realm and personality.Guo Pu's realm matches Zhou Cheng, and Jiang Yan's realm matches Cheng Zhou. When one personality and realm are awakened, the other personality and realm will sleep in the subconscious. And the function of Liu Yuanyuan's pen spirit is to grab the entanglement in the opponent's subconscious and amplify it infinitely, which is equivalent to slapping the sleeping Cheng Zhou to wake him up and drag him out. If Zhou Cheng is beaten back to Cheng Zhou at this juncture, then the overall situation will be settled. Originally, this trick was extremely difficult to achieve, Zhou Cheng could kill Liu Yuanyuan with the three-color light just by sweeping the array from a distance; but he underestimated the enemy too much, his self-confidence was too high, and he never guarded against Liu Yuanyuan approaching him.When Zhou Cheng realized how much trouble this pen spirit would cause him, he had already been tricked. "you……" Zhou Cheng showed anger for the first time, his facial muscles twitched, and he stepped back quickly.Bai Guang let go of Nineteen all of a sudden, swung his body a few times, and disappeared in the three-color light.The three colors of yellow, blue and red rushed towards Liu Yuanyuan.Liu Yuanyuan didn't dodge or dodge, she stood against the three-color light abruptly, and continued to pour the power of the pen spirit into Zhou Cheng's body. Zhou Cheng threw out the white light again, trying to smash Liu Yuanyuan into the air, but when he was about to approach her, he suddenly turned a corner and hit Ge Hongding's other side, making a bang.Everyone was shocked, the white light was solid and indestructible, why did it fly away as soon as it got close to Liu Yuanyuan? Wei Shiran patted his knees, and praised, "So that's it, Miss Liu is really smart." It turned out that at some point, she took off her glasses and held them in her hands. Although the white light can shatter gold and rocks, it is still Light quality, when it encounters glass or mirrors, it will naturally be reflected away. Seeing that the white light had also lost its effect, Zhou Cheng's confident facial features began to distort, and Zhou Cheng's wretched face had recovered somewhat.Liu Yuanyuan rushed in front of Zhou Cheng, bearing the whipping of the other three colors of light while staring at Zhou Cheng's eyes, her whole body almost turned into a pen.She is a weak woman, but she can bear the three-color infection at the same time without breaking down. Her steadfastness is really terrifying.If it weren't for the emotional extremes to a certain extent, it would definitely not be the case. Although Monk Peter begged her for help, he didn't expect her to be so extreme, almost desperate to die together.He desperately wanted to stand up to stop it, but his legs seemed to be amputated, and he had no strength at all.Monk Peter wanted to move again, but suddenly found that Liu Yuanyuan seemed to be reciting something secretly while suppressing Zhou Cheng, her expression became more and more painful with the movement, and the tip of her small and exquisite pen became more and more painful. Sharp. The spirit of the pen is refined from talents, and all of them have strong personal traces. If you know how to use this, you can stimulate the greatest potential of the spirit of the pen.This is the case with Li Bai's poems in Qinglian pen.Monk Peter knew this verse very well, seeing Liu Yuanyuan recite it at this time, he knew that it must have a great relationship with her pen skills.He closed his eyes, listened hard, and finally realized that it was a poem. A word of complaint. The love of the world is thin, the love of human beings is evil, and the flowers are easy to fall when the rain is sent at dusk.Xiaofeng is dry, tear stains are residual, and I want to express my thoughts, solo alone on the slanted bar.Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, sick souls are often like swings.The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dim, afraid of people asking questions, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy.Hide, hide, hide! The more resentful Liu Yuanyuan recited this poem of grievances, the stronger the tangled power of the pen spirit.No wonder the trichromatic lights didn't help her, and when one's particular mood was at its peak, so was any other distraction. Monk Peter turned pale when he heard this word.He is familiar with poems and books, so he knows the origin of this poem, he apologized in his heart, and murmured: "Yuanyuan, I can't help you..." He finally understood why Liu Yuanyuan kept refusing to say it Pen spirit name. Wei Shiran showed a suddenly realized expression on the side: "It turned out to be this pen." Qin Yi also reacted, her almond eyes widened, and she murmured: "It turned out to be her..." Only Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng looked blank, not knowing what was going on. This poem was originally written by Tang Wan, the cousin of Lu You, a great master in the Southern Song Dynasty.Tang Wan and Lu You were originally in love, but they were separated by their parents and became relatives.The two met by chance in Shenyuan later, and Lu You was so sad for a long time that he wrote a song "The Hairpin Phoenix" and inscribed it on the wall; Soon he died of depression. The pen spirit of Liu Yuanyuan was refined by the master of the pen mound for Tang Wan.Tang Wan's talent is not obvious, and the skill of the pen that she cultivated is originally weak, but this poem is written with the utmost affection, and the words and sentences are all painstakingly made, so although the spiritual power of this pen is not strong, it is only One of the grievances, but paranoid to the extreme - even the five-color pen that is good at manipulating the senses of the people will be overwhelmed by the grievances of this spirit - so it makes sense that this pen is good at catalyzing psychological paranoia. The fact that Yuan Yuan was selected by this pen is probably because of her persistent paranoia and resentment towards Monk Peter for so many years.It's just that even though this resentment pen is mainly resentment, there is still a feeling of nostalgia, resentment is longing, longing is not available, deep in Liu Yuanyuan's heart, she still has nostalgia for Wei Qingdong. This is the main theme of this song "The Thin World". Monk Peter thought about it carefully, and he understood, but it was too late. As the voice of Liu Yuanyuan's chanting became louder, Zhou Cheng's eyes began to dim, and that wretched Cheng Zhou was about to wake up from his sleep, and his expression had already occupied one-third of his face.In order to resist the invasion of the three-color light, Liu Yuanyuan's emotions reached the extreme, and her mental power was too exhausted, just like a car with a speed of 300 kilometers per hour. Although it is extremely destructive when it hits head-on, it is inevitable that the car will be destroyed. people die. In other words, when Cheng Zhou wakes up, it is the day when Liu Yuanyuan loses strength and dies. Monk Peter stared blankly at all this, exhausted and exhausted.He had hoped to use her strength to get out of trouble, but he didn't expect to send her to a dead end again.Could it be that Liu Yuanyuan, like Tang Wan, the pen master in her previous life, would end up dying for this man who betrayed her? "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry!" Monk Peter suddenly put his hands on the ground, weeping. He has never lost his composure in the past ten years. Liu Yuanyuan was shocked when she heard this sentence, and looked back subconsciously.At this moment, a crack appeared in her mental attack, Zhou Cheng straightened his chest suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and shouted loudly: "Cheng Zhou, get back!" Cheng Zhou's expression seemed to be frightened , Immediately shrank from the face.The four-color light went out instantly, and fell into darkness again. The ultimate color of five-color pens - black, finally appeared again. When the black appeared again, Zhou Cheng disappeared from everyone's sight. Liu Yuanyuan widened her beautiful but empty eyes, as if she didn't believe all of this.Her red lips twitched, she turned her head and tried to say something to Monk Peter, but in the end she just arched her body suddenly, spewed out a mouthful of blood, drew an arc and splashed on the giant cauldron, and her whole body limply turned backwards fall down.Just now all her strength was overwhelmed, but now it is all back. Just before she fell down, she was caught by a white light, rolled up into mid-air, and then lowered gently to a place slightly higher than the ground.Zhou Cheng appeared behind her without warning, his stern expression was sharp and sharp, but he was no longer as calm as before. "Could this guy be able to teleport?" Yan Zheng and Luo Zhongxia thought to themselves. Zhou Cheng saw their doubts, and said coldly: "No, I came here, but your speed is too slow." He put his two fingers together, and the white light split into two, one tightly wrapped Living in Liuyuanyuan, one is raised high, like a cobra ready to go. "This woman almost killed me." Zhou Cheng honestly said with emotion, he did not shy away from his failure, "For a moment, I really thought it was over. ’It’s a second-class small pen, but it’s really admirable to push my five-color pen to this level.” When Zhou Cheng said this, he glanced at Monk Peter who was lying on the ground: "If you hadn't said something more, I would have lost now. Yuan Yuan is really a bad person." Monk Peter bowed his head and remained motionless. , but the chest is full of blood.Zhou Cheng shrugged his shoulders, and put Liu Yuanyuan back on the ground. She was dying, and she was at her mercy. Luo Zhongxia saw that Peter was humiliated and vomited blood, and he knew that he was severely wounded internally. He couldn't help being furious, and shouted at Zhou Cheng: "You are so proud! We have deciphered your white light. As long as you have a mirror, you are not afraid of you." The four-color light! Do you dare to fight again?" Zhou Cheng didn't care about the threat at all. He looked around leisurely, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, so much time has been wasted. Let's get the pen quickly." As soon as he finished speaking, white light flashed to Shijiu's ankles, twisted in a circle, and threw her up.All of this happened between lightning and flint. If you can't predict where the white light will fly, even if you have a mirror in your hand, it will be useless. "Master Wei, you are old too, let the young people take the seat." Zhou Cheng said frivolous words, but Bai Guang was not idle at all, swung Nineteen's soft body, and threw towards Wei Shiran . Luo Zhongxia initially thought that Wei Shiran should have a plan. His ability to write is unknown, but it should not be too weak. With his cunning, he can definitely make the most of it.But the development of the situation was completely beyond his expectation. Facing the impending impact, Wei Shiran had no way to dodge. He was bumped by Shijiu who was flying far away, and fell down Mi Fuyan with a "plop", like a useless old man . "He doesn't have a pen spirit? Impossible, how did he get in without a pen spirit?" Questions emerged in Luo Zhongxia's mind. But there was no time for him to think about it.Without Wei Shiran's suppression, the Mi Fu inkstone at that side turned red in an instant, and the Danhuo accumulated at the bottom of the inkstone began to hit the inkstone crazily, burning the originally blue-gray surface of the inkstone more and more red , and even a little whitish in the end, it may be melted away at any time. This square inkstone has been passed down by Mi Fu, and it is extremely water-based, so it was selected by the owner of the pen tomb as a tripod.Under the impact of these thousands of degrees of high temperature, the inkstone still managed to maintain its general shape. It's a pity that no matter how good the inkstone is, there is still a limit after all.As the burning time gradually increased, a tiny crack finally appeared on Mi Fu inkstone, like a shocking wound.The golden flame was beating violently at the other end of the inkstone, penetrating into the wound on the inkstone surface, and the high-temperature sharp teeth were desperately tearing and biting.Ge Hong's generation of immortal masters, whose tripod fire has already acquired the true teaching of Samadhi, how can Mi Fu's inkstone be able to resist it. With several crisp sounds of "Gaba Gaba", this ancient famous inkstone finally couldn't bear the high temperature and pressure, and was burned to pieces by Ge Hong's cauldron, and the scorching fragments burst into the surroundings with raging flames. As soon as Fang Yan shattered, Ge Hong's Danhuo immediately broke through the final limit and spurted violently from the Tai Chi circle of the tripod navel, like a gorgeous red flower blooming, reflecting everyone's face red. The pen array of Ding Yan completely lost its balance.