The #1 Pretty Boy Of The Immortal Path Chapter 61 - Mistake in Plucking the Strings

Chapter 61 - Mistake in Plucking the Strings

Edited by NZRose

Yun Lan also drew his sword out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword gave off cold and clear light, as if it contained the cold air from the snow mountain.

The one who was suspected of being Cang Min doesn’t have to draw his sword, the broadsword has no edge, and it has no sheath.

The top of the mountain was already cold. At this time, the sun was blocked, like a dark night, with a violent wind sprang up, made it even more chilling.

Lin Shu looked at the color of the sky.

When the thick cloud becomes darker, similar to the moment thick ink was about to drop–

A white light tore open the sky, making the people’s vision momentarily blurred.

Lin Shu silently counted the seconds in his heart.

Three.

Two.

One.

The cat s.h.i.+vered sharply.

The thunder burst out in an instant, deafening, and the whole mountain even shook slightly.

Lin Shu played three times in succession, “zheng, zheng, zheng”, and the spiritual power soared to protect the cat. Then he continued the play of “Infinite Skies” to help the three people who were facing the Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulations gather their minds.

In the high sky, there was a bolt of dark purple sky lightning, which was chopping down towards their side!

As if everything had slowed down, between heaven and earth, there was only a powerful incomparable giant lightning.

——How do you prove to the Dao of heaven that the cultivation has been completed, the heart of the sword has been clear, and the great road has been proven?

Only with the extraordinary martial arts cultivation, can block the lightning of the nine realms containing the true meaning of heaven and earth!

Lin Shu shook his head, almost thinking that he was back a few months ago.

He came back to his senses and saw Ling Xiao raising his sword to the sky, hunting in his sleeves.

The surging sword energy rushed into the sky and collided with tribulation lightning in mid-air!

Just this time, Lin Shu could already see that his cousin’s cultivation base was probably comparable to Xiao Shao.

The sky and the earth were silent, and after a brief moment, the sky lightning slowly pressed down.

Ling Xiao jumped up, his figure flew swiftly with the grace of a startled swan and took another stab.

After the huge thunderclap, the purple lightning was quiet in the air for a while before slowly dissipating.

The group of disciples gathered in front of the temple, regardless of his background or school, just cheered: “Senior Brother, good sword!”

The cat was not shaking so badly too, it seemed quite knowledgeable.

The sound of Lin Shu’s zither gradually lowered, and then became smooth and clear.

After all, Ling Xiao was not in the tribulation period, and it is hard to resist the power of the sky lightning. Even if it was not obvious on the surface, there will be hidden injuries. Therefore, taking advantage of the gap before the second sky lightning has come down, he replaced it with a healing song, hoping it would work.

After half a stick of incense time pa.s.sed, there was another dull, suppressed thunder from the sky.

Second lightning!

Nine Heavenly Thunder, one is stronger than the other.

Yun Lan pointed his sword at the sky and wiped the edge of the blade. Following his movements, the sword light suddenly rose, and in it was a sword intent.

Under the thunder, the light of the sword was as bright as snow, and the spirit of the sword was vertical and horizontal. He used the light body skill to jump in the air, and matched with the sky lightning. He quickly and steadily pulled out the sword, and then he wiped out most of the heavenly power. When the lightning was about to press on the crowd, the sword was full of vigor and thrust straight into the purple lightning!

Under the light of the lightning, the human body looks extremely small. However, after years of practice the immortal path cultivation, he has the strength to match swords with heaven and earth.

The purple lightning, which had been consumed most of the time, dissipated under that sword.

The onlookers continued to cheer: “Good sword, elder martial brother!”

The young man said, “Both senior brothers are much better than me in fighting against the lightning, but in terms of defense, I am still the best at it.”

Ling Xiao said: “Let’s wait and see.”

The black clouds surged on, the voice of the thunder grew lower, and the third Heavenly Thunder came with a loud rumble.

He didn’t draw out his sword, but thrust the black broadsword on the ground!

With the broadsword as the center, the vigorous spiritual power rippled and swelled, then abruptly closed and turned upward forming a circular spiritual power s.h.i.+eld that just protected four people and one cat. This barrier was thick and solid, and the flow of spiritual power was extremely mysterious. It was obviously invisible, but it gives people the feeling that it was indestructible.

Lin Shu confirmed that this youth is Cang Min!

On that day, Cang Min displayed such a majestic style and profound spiritual power control in the contest with Xiao Shao.

Cang Min held the hilt of the broadsword in both hands, his eyes closed tightly, his whole body was steadily rising, and the spiritual s.h.i.+eld became more and more solid.

The purple lightning struck straight at them!

The black cat’s body jerked, and it held Lin Shu’s neck more tightly, which almost made him unable to breathe.

Lin Shu instinctively closed his eyes when facing the lightning of Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulations that were slas.h.i.+ng straight ahead.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Nothing happened.

The black cat “meowed” happily.

He opened his eyes and saw Cang Min grinning while holding the broadsword even though his face was pale.

Most of that spiritual barrier was struck by sky lightning, leaving only a thin layer, but after all, it successfully resisted the third sky lightning that was more powerful than the previous two!

The disciples over there continued to applaud: “Good spiritual force, younger martial brother!”

——All blamed Cang Min’s face for being so small that everyone wants to call him younger martial brother.

After a brief silence in the sky, the thunder continued to roar.

The first three thunder tribulations were indeed successfully blocked, but the power of the following thunder tribulations was doubled.

Yun Lan said: “Let’s all three of us join hands.”

Ling Xiao and Cang Min have no objection.

Ling Xiao and Yun Lan were good at fighting the sky lightning head-on, consuming their power, while Cang Min was good at defending. With the cooperation of three people, they actually blocked the three sky lightning.

The onlookers did not know how to praise them, so the cheers were changed into a unified voice: “Good–!”

If you only listened to the voices, you would think it was the storyteller in the teahouse who was talking about the wonderful short story, which attracted the audience to applaud loudly.

However, Lin Shu no longer played offensive or auxiliary tunes from the four songs.

He was frantically healing the three men.

No matter how gifted they are, no matter how strong their cultivations are, they can not cover up the fact that they are still in their infancy. There is a whole big gap between them and the Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.

Still not.

The injuries that the sound of the zither can heal are far more than the injuries they suffered under the lightning.

The seventh lightning slowly dissipated.

Cang Min vomited out a large mouthful of blood, the color is like gold paper, leaning on the broadsword to barely fall.

Yun Lan’s hand holding the sword was also slightly shaking, obviously, his spiritual power had been overdrawn.

As for Ling Xiao, Lin Shu couldn’t tell.

But the people of their Phoenix family have always been cruel to themselves, so Lin Shu suspected that he had suffered the same serious injury, but covered up better.

It is absolutely impossible for these three injured people to survive the next two lightning tribulations.

In this situation, they can withdraw and leave. However, a gentleman’s promise is worth a thousand gold, and no one has the intention to give up.

The onlookers did not applaud this time, instead of cheering, they silently looked at the four people in the center.

In silence, a disciple of Yuan Ying’s cultivation level stepped forward and stood with them.

The second.

The third.

Then, the disciples of Jin Danqi came forward together.

Up to now, there were twenty-three people who have climbed to the top of the mountain, all standing under the thunder tribulation.

When the eighth lightning came down, all the disciples exhausted their energies, intertwined with various spiritual powers, and jointly blocked the eighth lighting!

However, the power of the sky lightning can not be provoked by these disciples with a low level of cultivation.

No one was unscathed, all were seriously injured.

Ling Xiao wiped off the bloodstains on the corners of his lips, and said lightly: “All of you, spread out.”

The disciples also knew that with their own strength, when the next sky lightning struck, it would be the day of their death, and they retreated silently.

Then he said to Cang Min, “You go too.”

Cang Min took a deep look at him and nodded.

Under the sky, only Lin Xiao and Yun Lan remained.

Lin Shu listened to the thunder rolling in the sky, felt the terrifying pressure between the sky and the earth, and felt unusually uneasy. He called out his name: “Ling Xiao…”

Ling Xiao turned his head and smiled at him: “I’m fine.”

Lin Shu pursed his lips.

Ling Xiao asked: “Is your hand okay?”

With such a high-intensity of playing the zither, there was no device to protect the fingers in a hurry, Lin Shu’s fingers were already red and slightly p.r.i.c.kly.

He knew that this was negligible compared to the internal injuries suffered by those who fought against the lightning.

Lin Shu said: “It’s okay, you…”

Ling Xiao gently stroked the blade with his left hand, and said, “Don’t worry.”

Lin Shu let out an “En”, but he was still a little disturbed.

But he also thought that although the time of getting along with each other was extremely short, his cousin’s character was beyond reproach and he was a true gentleman. If he did not have the complete confidence to survive the thunder tribulation, he would definitely not leave Yun Lan to die together, nor would he have left himself nearby.

Therefore, since Ling Xiao did this, he was sure that he would not die, and neither would others.

Thinking like this, the sound of the zither finally calmed.

Ling Xiao said: “It sounds good.”

Lin Shu had not heard others praise him for many years. He was so nervous that he accidentally played the wrong tune.

Ling Xiao looked at him and smiled lightly.

There was a blast of thunder in the sky, which was more powerful than all the previous thunder tribulations.

Yun Lan coughed.

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The author has something to say:

Brother Jianxiu: Affection, love, and morality.

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TL’s Mini Theatre:

Zaki: *translating fighting sequence with the tribulation*

Lin Shu: Zaki, is your brain okay?

Zaki: No, but I’m pa.s.sing this…and my headache to the editor. *runs away*

Rose: Where’s my tea? *unable to calm down*