wú shēng wú xī , dàn nà mó qì xiǎn xíng hòu què yòu biàn dé kuáng bào yǐ jí , wǎng zhōng jiān yī jù , yī duǒ niǎo hēi fà liàng de mó yún jiù chū xiàn zài le shì xiàn lǐ , suí hòu hōng lōng lóng de bào liè shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ , hēi sè de shǎn diàn cóng nà mó yún zhōng pēn bo, lüè yī zhuǎn zhé , jū rán huà wèi le yī wǔ zhǎo jiāo lóng , tōng tǐ dōu shì yóu hēi sè de shǎn diàn gòu chéng de , zhǎng èr shí zhàng yǒu yú , qì shì xiōng xiōng de xiàng nà xiū shì zhuā qù 。~~
无声无息,但那魔气显形后却又变得狂暴以极,往中间一聚,一朵鸟黑发亮的魔云就出现在了视线里,随后轰隆隆的爆裂声传入耳朵,黑sè的闪电从那魔云中喷bo,略一转折,居然化为了一五爪蛟龙,通体都是由黑sè的闪电构成的,长二十丈有余,气势汹汹的像那修士抓去。~~
Silently, the dark aura suddenly turned extremely violent and gathered in the middle. A black, glowing cloud of evil energy appeared before his eyes. Following this, a loud explosion echoed, with black lightning spewing from the cloud, transforming into a five-clawed dragon. The entire body was composed of black lightning, over twenty meters long, and it fiercely lunged at the cultivator.
lín xuān cǐ kè réng zài yuǎn chù , zhè yí mù luò zài yǎn lǐ , xīn zhōng yě bù yóu de dào xī le yī kǒu liáng qì , lián tā de fǎn yìng dōu shì rú cǐ , nà piāo miǎo xiān gōng shuò guǒ jǐn cún de xiū shì gèng bù yòng tí , mǎn liǎn de jīng jù , cǐ shí cǐ kè , dà huò yǐ jīng lín tóu , tā nǎ lǐ hái gù dé shàng qù qǔ bǎo wù 。
林轩此刻仍在远处,这一幕落在眼里,心中也不由得倒吸了一口凉气,连他的反应都是如此,那飘渺仙宫硕果仅存的修士更不用提,满脸的惊惧,此时此刻,大祸已经临头,他哪里还顾得上去取宝物。
Lin Xuan was still far away, but he couldn't help taking in a sharp breath as he witnessed this scene. Even his reaction was one of shock. The remaining cultivators from the Ethereal Immortal Palace were even more alarmed, their faces filled with fear. At that moment, disaster had already befallen them; they no longer cared about retrieving treasures.
èr huà bù shuō de xiù páo yī fú , dùn shí cóng tā de yī xiù zhōng fēi chū yī běn gǔ piáo de juǎn shū , shū yè fān kāi , yī gǔ mán huāng gǔ piáo de qì xī cóng lǐ miàn tòu shè chū lái 。
二话不说的袖袍一拂,顿时从他的衣袖中飞出一本古朴的卷书,书页翻开,一股蛮荒古朴的气息从里面透shè出来。
Without hesitation, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve and a weathered scroll book flew out from it. As the pages opened, an ancient and primitive aura emanated from within.
yī kàn jiù shì bù fán de bǎo wù , rán ér rú páo xiū shì cǐ kè shì bàn diǎn xìn xīn yě wú , dí rén yuǎn bǐ xiǎng xiàng de , yào kě pà dé duō , shī xiōng shī mèi yǔn luò de qíng jǐng hái lì lì zài mù , tā nǎ gǎn yǒu bàn fēn de dà yì qīng hū , shuāng shǒu wǎng wēi dòng , niē le yí gè qí guài de fǎ yìn , tóng shí zhāng kāi kǒu , yī lián jǐ dào jīng xuè hún zhe běn mìng zhēn yuán yóu zuǐ bā lǐ miàn pēn bo。
一看就是不凡的宝物,然而儒袍修士此刻是半点信心也无,敌人远比想象的,要可怕得多,师兄师妹陨落的情景还历历在目,他哪敢有半分的大意轻忽,双手往微动,捏了一个奇怪的法印,同时张开口,一连几道jīng血hún着本命真元由嘴巴里面喷bo。
It was clearly a precious artifact, but the scholar-clothed cultivator had no confidence at all. The enemy was far more terrifying than he imagined; the scene of his senior brothers and sisters falling in battle was still vivid in his mind. He dared not be careless or overconfident. His hands moved slightly as he formed an odd mudra, while opening his mouth to spray several streams of vital essence infused with true primordial energy.
yào zhī dào zhè xiē dōng xī kě shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě , bìng bù néng rú fǎ lì yì bān yòng wán hòu kě yǐ zì jǐ huī fù , zhì shǎo xū yào dǎ zuò bǎi yú nián cái yǒu kě néng jǐn fù jiù guān de , gù ér xiū shì bú dào wàn bù dé yǐ , gēn běn bú huì shǐ yòng , rán ér cǐ shí cǐ kè , bǎo zhù xiǎo mìng cái shì zuì zhòng yào de , sǔn shī diǎn xiū wèi nǎi shì bù zhí yī tí de xiǎo shì , tā zì rán shì gù bù shàng le 。
要知道这些东西可是非同小可,并不能如法力一般用完后可以自己恢复,至少需要打坐百余年才有可能尽复旧观的,故而修士不到万不得已,根本不会使用,然而此时此刻,保住小命才是最重要的,损失点修为乃是不值一提的小事,他自然是顾不上了。
These items were no small matter; they couldn't recover like mana after use, and it would take at least a hundred years of meditation to fully restore them. Thus, cultivators rarely used them unless absolutely necessary. But now, preserving his life was the most important thing; losing some cultivation was merely a trivial matter that he could not afford to worry about.
nà jīng xuè lí kāi zuǐ bā yǐ hòu , yíng fēng yī shǎn dùn shí huà wèi le yī dà piàn xuè wù suí hòu rú zhǎng jīng xī shuǐ yì bān , bèi nà gǔ piáo de shū juàn xī shōu 。
那jīng血离开嘴巴以后,迎风一闪顿时化为了一大片血雾随后如长鲸吸水一般,被那古朴的书卷吸收。
After leaving his mouth, the vital essence turned into a large cloud of blood mist and was absorbed by the ancient scroll book like a whale drinking water.
zhěng bù gǔ shū , wán quán biàn chéng le xuè hóng zhī sè, yī gǔ xiōng lì zhī qì , yóu lǐ miàn sàn fà ér chū 。
整部古书,完全变成了血红之sè,一股凶厉之气,由里面散发而出。
The entire ancient book turned crimson, emitting an ominous aura.
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō , liǎn shàng yǐn yǐn lù chū jǐ fēn zhèn jīng zhī sè, yǐ tā jiàn shí guǎng bó , zhè yàng de qíng jǐng yě shì dà chū yù liào de 。
林轩瞳孔微缩,脸上隐隐lù出几分震惊之sè,以他见识广博,这样的情景也是大出预料的。
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he showed signs of shock on his face. Such a scene was beyond his expectations given his extensive experience.
hěn míng xiǎn , piāo miǎo xiān gōng zhè wèi shuò guǒ jǐn cún de xiū xiān zhě suǒ xí nǎi shì rú mén shén tōng 。
很明显,飘渺仙宫这位硕果仅存的修仙者所习乃是儒mén神通。
Clearly, this remaining cultivator from the Ethereal Immortal Palace practiced the Way of Confucianism.
xiū xiān gè gè liú pài zhī zhōng , lín xuān duì yú rú mén gōng fǎ mì shù , xiāng duì lái shuō , suī rán shì zuì bù shú xī de , dàn méi chī guò zhū ròu, zǒng jiàn guò zhū pǎo , qí yī xiē jī běn yào yì , hái shì qīng qīng chǔ chǔ , wán quán kě yǐ shuō , xīn zhōng yǒu shù rú mén gōng fǎ , jiǎng jiū chōng zhèng píng hé 。
修仙各个流派之中,林轩对于儒mén功法秘术,相对来说,虽然是最不熟悉的,但没吃过猪ròu,总见过猪跑,其一些基本要义,还是清清楚楚,完全可以说,心中有数儒mén功法,讲究冲正平和。
Among various cultivation schools, Lin Xuan was relatively unfamiliar with Confucianist techniques and secrets, but he had seen enough to understand their basic principles. He could say that he knew them well; Confucianist techniques emphasized balance and tranquility.
hào rán zhèng qì , cóng míng zì jiù kě yǐ chuǎi mó , shì zěn yàng yī zhǒng shén tōng , fēn háo yě bù hán lì qì yǔ yīn dú , ér rú mén gōng fǎ yǐ cǐ wèi jī chǔ , hěn duō dōu xū yào jié hé hào rán zhèng qì , cái kě yǐ shī zhǎn chū , yú shì gāi liú pài de gōng fǎ , yě yī mài xiāng chéng , yán xí le hào rán zhèng qì guāng míng zhèng dà zhī tè diǎn de 。
浩然正气,从名字就可以揣摩,是怎样一种神通,分毫也不含戾气与yīn毒,而儒mén功法以此为基础,很多都需要结合浩然正气,才可以施展出,于是该流派的功法,也一脉相承,沿袭了浩然正气光明正大之特点的。
The name "Great Rectitude" hinted at the nature of this power—it contained no trace of viciousness or poison. Many Confucianist techniques required combining with Great Rectitude, making their lineage inherit the bright and straightforward characteristics.
rú mén xiū shì zhōng , gù rán yě bù fá xīn sī xū wěi hěn dú de jiā huo , rán ér qí gōng fǎ de shǔ xìng, yī jiù shì bú huì gǎi biàn de , rán ér tiān xià zhī dà , wú qí bù yǒu , yǎn qián jiù chū xiàn le yí gè lì wài zhě , kàn zhe nà xuè hóng sè de gǔ shū lín xuān yǎn zhōng de jīng yà zhī yì shí zú 。
儒mén修士中,固然也不乏心思虚伪狠毒的家伙,然而其功法的属xìng,依旧是不会改变的,然而天下之大,无奇不有,眼前就出现了一个例外者,看着那血红sè的古书林轩眼中的惊讶之意十足。
While there were certainly deceitful and vicious individuals among Confucianists, their techniques' nature remained unchanged. However, the world was vast and full of wonders; before him stood an exception. Lin Xuan's eyes showed clear astonishment as he recognized the monster.
tā lüè yī chóu chú , hái shì xuǎn zé le xiù shǒu bù dòng 。
他略一踌躇,还是选择了袖手不动。
It was one of the Four Great Beasts from legend. In the mortal realm, he had once formed a spirit with its fragment and developed quite a grudge against it.
hōng !
轰!
Of course, this wasn't the real Four Great Beasts.
zhǐ jiàn xuè guāng shǎn shuò , nà gǔ shū de shū yè , zé fǎng fú bèi kuáng fēng chuī fú , bù tíng de fān dòng , suí hòu cóng yī yè yè de gǔ shū zhōng , fēi chū yí gè gè gǔ piáo de wén zì 。
只见血光闪烁,那古书的书页,则仿佛被狂风吹拂,不停的翻动,随后从一页页的古书中,飞出一个个古朴的文字。
But they were likely more than just similar in appearance; Lin Xuan was not entirely clear on their connection to this monster named Zhenji.
nà wén zì yǒu quán tou dà xiǎo , tōng tǐ zuò xuè hóng zhī sè, lüè yī shǎn shuò , què xùn sù biàn dà le 。
那文字有拳头大小,通体做血红之sè,略一闪烁,却迅速变大了。
Roar!
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō , zhè zhǒng wén zì lián tā yě cóng wèi jiàn guò , bù guò zhè yě bù qí guài , zì jǐ jiàn shí suī rán duō , rán ér yǔ rú mén dà néng cún zài xiāng bǐ , bì jìng yuǎn yuǎn bù jí 。
林轩瞳孔微缩,这种文字连他也从未见过,不过这也不奇怪,自己见识虽然多,然而与儒mén大能存在相比,毕竟远远不及。
Lin Xuan immediately recognized the monster. It was one of the Four Great Beasts from legend. In the mortal realm, he had once formed a spirit with its fragment and developed quite a grudge against it.
chǐ yǒu suǒ duǎn , cùn yǒu suǒ cháng , jiù shì zhè ge dào lǐ 。
尺有所短,寸有所长,就是这个道理。
Of course, this wasn't the real Four Great Beasts.
“ jí !”
“疾!”
But they were likely more than just similar in appearance; Lin Xuan was not entirely clear on their connection to this monster named Zhenji.
zhǐ jiàn nà rú páo xiū shì yòu shǒu tái qǐ , yī zhǐ xiàng qián diǎn qù 。
只见那儒袍修士右手抬起,一指向前点去。
Roar!
nà xiē xuè hóng sè de wén zì wǎng zhōng jiān yī hé , suí hòu yī gǔ nóng liè de shā qì yóu lǐ miàn fēng yōng ér chū 。
那些血红sè的文字往中间一合,随后一股浓烈的杀气由里面蜂拥而出。
The blood-colored Zhenji immediately let out a loud roar as ominous energy spread from its body. Without hesitation, it lunged towards the black lightning凝聚而成的蛟龙。
páo xiāo shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ , cóng lǐ miàn jū rán biàn huà chū le yí gè guài wù , xiàng mào nà jiào yí gè xiōng è , rén miàn hǔ zú , yá chǐ yǒu diǎn xiàng chuán shuō zhōng de yě zhū , bù guò yǔ qí xiāng bǐ , xiǎn rán yào gèng jiā de fēng lì , suī rán shì yóu xuè guāng huàn huà ér chū , dàn hún shēn shàng xià de zhǎng máo, yī jiù qīng xī dào jí chù 。
咆哮声传入耳朵,从里面居然变化出了一个怪物,相貌那叫一个凶恶,人面虎足,牙齿有点像传说中的野猪,不过与其相比,显然要更加的锋利,虽然是由血光幻化而出,但浑身上下的长máo,依旧清晰到极处。
Su Yunfeng's voice clearly showed surprise. This outcome was completely unexpected. The three cultivators of the Ethereal Immortal Palace were obviously led by the old Taoist, who had been easily killed. He never expected this unremarkable scholar-clothed cultivator to cause such a disturbance; truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover.
chūn jī !
椿机!
The blood-colored Zhenji was no ordinary beast. The black lightning transformed into a five-clawed dragon and immediately fell behind in terms of strength upon contact. Zhenji's claws tore at the thick lightning bolts, which were about as thick as an arm, but could not harm his fur.
lín xuān yī yǎn jiù rèn chū le yǎn qián de guài wù 。
林轩一眼就认出了眼前的怪物。
This result relieved the scholar-clothed cultivator. Although he was confident in his final trump card, the enemy was too powerful, and victory was uncertain. Fortunately, it didn't disappoint him.
chuán shuō zhōng de sì xiōng zhī yī , hái zài rén jiè de shí hòu , zì jǐ kě shì yǔ tā de fēn hún , jié xià le bù xiǎo de chóu 。
传说中的四凶之一,还在人界的时候,自己可是与它的分魂,结下了不小的仇。
Amidst a burst of purple light, he lunged once more at the small tripod.
dāng rán , yǎn qián bú shì zhēn zhèng de sì xiōng 。
当然,眼前不是真正的四凶。
找死!
dàn duō bàn yě bù jǐn jǐn shì xiàng mào xiàng ér yǐ , zhì yú tā yǔ chūn jī jiū jìng yǒu shén me guān xì , zhè lín xuān yě shì bù shèn qīng chǔ dì 。
但多半也不仅仅是相貌像而已,至于它与椿机究竟有什么关系,这林轩也是不甚清楚地。
A thunderous roar came from the dark cloud. Lin Xuan watched coldly as the demon head's face showed some embarrassment. With a loud cry, the dark cloud churned violently, and then a vortex appeared.
hǒu !
吼!
From this vortex, countless fireballs the size of buckets emerged, numbering in the millions.
nà xuè hóng sè de chūn jī xiàn xíng yǐ hòu , lì kè háo bù yóu yù de yī shēng dà hǒu , hún shēn shàng xià yǒu lìng rén xīn jì de lì qì mí sàn ér chū , èr huà bù shuō de biàn yíng xiàng le nà hēi sè léi diàn suǒ níng jù ér chéng de jiāo lóng 。
那血红sè的椿机现形以后,立刻毫不犹豫的一声大吼,浑身上下有令人心悸的戾气弥散而出,二话不说的便迎向了那黑sè雷电所凝聚而成的蛟龙。
But it wasn't over yet; all the fireballs twisted and deformed upon contact with the wind. They vanished, replaced by several hundred thick yellow snakes.
“ yí ?”
“咦?”
Opening their blood-filled mouths, they lunged at Zhenji.
sū yún fēng de shēng yīn zhōng , míng xiǎn tòu lù chū jǐ fēn chà yì , zhè yàng de jié guǒ , shì tā wán quán bù céng yù liào dào dì , piāo miǎo xiān gōng de sān rén , míng xiǎn yǐ nà lǎo dào zuì qiáng , dōu bèi zì jǐ qīng yì miè shā , méi xiǎng dào zhè háo bù qǐ yǎn de rú páo xiū shì , hái néng gěi zì jǐ zào chéng zhè me dà de kùn rǎo , zhēn shì rén bù kě mào xiàng 。
苏云峰的声音中,明显透lù出几分诧异,这样的结果,是他完全不曾预料到地,缥缈仙宫的三人,明显以那老道最强,都被自己轻易灭杀,没想到这毫不起眼的儒袍修士,还能给自己造成这么大的困扰,真是人不可貌相。
In terms of individual strength, these demonic serpents were far inferior to the lightning dragon from before, but in number, they vastly outnumbered them. Many can fell an elephant.
nà xuè sè chūn jī fēi tóng xiǎo kě , hēi sè léi diàn suǒ huà de jiāo lóng lüè yī jiē chù , jiù míng xiǎn luò zài le xià fēng , zhǐ jiàn chūn háng zhǎo sī yá yǎo , ér bì cū de shǎn diàn bù tíng pī luò , què nán yǐ shāng hài dào tā de pí máo。
那血sè椿机非同小可,黑sè雷电所化的蛟龙略一接触,就明显落在了下风,只见椿杭爪撕牙咬,儿臂粗的闪电不停劈落,却难以伤害到他的皮máo。
Initially, Zhenji, relying on its size and sharp teeth, could maintain a slight advantage. But as more serpents attacked en masse, it became overwhelmed and soon succumbed, being devoured into nothingness.
zhè yàng de jié guǒ , ràng rú páo xiū shì sōng le kǒu qì , tā suī rán duì zì jǐ zuì hòu zhè yā xiāng dǐ de shén tōng xìn xīn shí zú , dàn dí rén shí zài tài qiáng dà le , néng fǒu huò shèng , yě gēn běn méi yǒu tài dà de bǎ wò , hái hǎo méi yǒu ràng zì jǐ shī wàng shén me 。
这样的结果,让儒袍修士松了口气,他虽然对自己最后这压箱底的神通信心十足,但敌人实在太强大了,能否获胜,也根本没有太大的把握,还好没有让自己失望什么。
The battle was far from over; although the snakes had suffered significant losses, at least a thousand remained, opening their blood-filled mouths in unison. The scholar-clothed cultivator now faced them alone.
tā hún shēn zǐ máng dà qǐ , chóng xīn xiàng zhe nà xiǎo dǐng pū le guò qù 。
他浑身紫芒大起,重新向着那小鼎扑了过去。
Due to their overwhelming numbers, they nearly obscured the entire sky. At this moment, the scholar-clothed cultivator was so terrified that his soul had flown out of him.
Silently, the dark aura suddenly turned extremely violent and gathered in the middle. A black, glowing cloud of evil energy appeared before his eyes. Following this, a loud explosion echoed, with black lightning spewing from the cloud, transforming into a five-clawed dragon. The entire body was composed of black lightning, over twenty meters long, and it fiercely lunged at the cultivator.
Lin Xuan was still far away, but he couldn't help taking in a sharp breath as he witnessed this scene. Even his reaction was one of shock. The remaining cultivators from the Ethereal Immortal Palace were even more alarmed, their faces filled with fear. At that moment, disaster had already befallen them; they no longer cared about retrieving treasures.
Without hesitation, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve and a weathered scroll book flew out from it. As the pages opened, an ancient and primitive aura emanated from within.
It was clearly a precious artifact, but the scholar-clothed cultivator had no confidence at all. The enemy was far more terrifying than he imagined; the scene of his senior brothers and sisters falling in battle was still vivid in his mind. He dared not be careless or overconfident. His hands moved slightly as he formed an odd mudra, while opening his mouth to spray several streams of vital essence infused with true primordial energy.
These items were no small matter; they couldn't recover like mana after use, and it would take at least a hundred years of meditation to fully restore them. Thus, cultivators rarely used them unless absolutely necessary. But now, preserving his life was the most important thing; losing some cultivation was merely a trivial matter that he could not afford to worry about.
After leaving his mouth, the vital essence turned into a large cloud of blood mist and was absorbed by the ancient scroll book like a whale drinking water.
The entire ancient book turned crimson, emitting an ominous aura.
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he showed signs of shock on his face. Such a scene was beyond his expectations given his extensive experience.
Clearly, this remaining cultivator from the Ethereal Immortal Palace practiced the Way of Confucianism.
Among various cultivation schools, Lin Xuan was relatively unfamiliar with Confucianist techniques and secrets, but he had seen enough to understand their basic principles. He could say that he knew them well; Confucianist techniques emphasized balance and tranquility.
The name "Great Rectitude" hinted at the nature of this power—it contained no trace of viciousness or poison. Many Confucianist techniques required combining with Great Rectitude, making their lineage inherit the bright and straightforward characteristics.
While there were certainly deceitful and vicious individuals among Confucianists, their techniques' nature remained unchanged. However, the world was vast and full of wonders; before him stood an exception. Lin Xuan's eyes showed clear astonishment as he recognized the monster.
It was one of the Four Great Beasts from legend. In the mortal realm, he had once formed a spirit with its fragment and developed quite a grudge against it.
Of course, this wasn't the real Four Great Beasts.
But they were likely more than just similar in appearance; Lin Xuan was not entirely clear on their connection to this monster named Zhenji.
Roar!
Lin Xuan immediately recognized the monster. It was one of the Four Great Beasts from legend. In the mortal realm, he had once formed a spirit with its fragment and developed quite a grudge against it.
Of course, this wasn't the real Four Great Beasts.
But they were likely more than just similar in appearance; Lin Xuan was not entirely clear on their connection to this monster named Zhenji.
Roar!
The blood-colored Zhenji immediately let out a loud roar as ominous energy spread from its body. Without hesitation, it lunged towards the black lightning凝聚而成的蛟龙。
咦?
Su Yunfeng's voice clearly showed surprise. This outcome was completely unexpected. The three cultivators of the Ethereal Immortal Palace were obviously led by the old Taoist, who had been easily killed. He never expected this unremarkable scholar-clothed cultivator to cause such a disturbance; truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover.
The blood-colored Zhenji was no ordinary beast. The black lightning transformed into a five-clawed dragon and immediately fell behind in terms of strength upon contact. Zhenji's claws tore at the thick lightning bolts, which were about as thick as an arm, but could not harm his fur.
This result relieved the scholar-clothed cultivator. Although he was confident in his final trump card, the enemy was too powerful, and victory was uncertain. Fortunately, it didn't disappoint him.
Amidst a burst of purple light, he lunged once more at the small tripod.
找死!
A thunderous roar came from the dark cloud. Lin Xuan watched coldly as the demon head's face showed some embarrassment. With a loud cry, the dark cloud churned violently, and then a vortex appeared.
From this vortex, countless fireballs the size of buckets emerged, numbering in the millions.
But it wasn't over yet; all the fireballs twisted and deformed upon contact with the wind. They vanished, replaced by several hundred thick yellow snakes.
Opening their blood-filled mouths, they lunged at Zhenji.
In terms of individual strength, these demonic serpents were far inferior to the lightning dragon from before, but in number, they vastly outnumbered them. Many can fell an elephant.
Initially, Zhenji, relying on its size and sharp teeth, could maintain a slight advantage. But as more serpents attacked en masse, it became overwhelmed and soon succumbed, being devoured into nothingness.
The battle was far from over; although the snakes had suffered significant losses, at least a thousand remained, opening their blood-filled mouths in unison. The scholar-clothed cultivator now faced them alone.
Due to their overwhelming numbers, they nearly obscured the entire sky. At this moment, the scholar-clothed cultivator was so terrified that his soul had flown out of him.
(未完待续)