612 Pear Blossom Upon Malus Spectabilis (2/2)

The opponent was a Daoist Master of Deity Stage. Although at this time the opponent's strength was forcibly suppressed to that of Jindan Stage, it was still an insurmountable peak. Thus, this seemingly ordinary action must have a hidden killing intent behind it.

At the same time, the crowd outside the arena also paid attention to the action of Three Rivers Scholar. This Daoist Master of Deity Stage had always been known as a weird person. As the head of the Ten Thousand Books Building, there was almost no record of him going into action, thus, very few people knew about his cards. Fortunately, at the moment, they finally could see it.

The ink from the bamboo tube was still flowing, far beyond the apparent capacity. However, the mustard seed bag technology had long been known to everyone. Since this bamboo tube was the spiritual treasure of Three Rivers Scholar, it was not unusual for it to have this function. It was just that, the ink had been flowing for a long time that it puzzled everyone's mind.

Three Rivers Scholar himself, after pouring the ink for quite some time, also felt puzzled. ”Fellow daoist Wu Xu, why don't you stop me? If I continue to do this, I fell like would have an unfair advantage. I heard that you used to be like wind and thunder, so how could you be so cautious and lethargic?”

Other words were fine, but the word lethargic immediately infuriated Wu Xu. He immediately shook the lantern and thousands upon thousands of ghosts and malicious spirits flew out of it. The temperature on the training arena sharply dropped and the frost even appeared on the ground.

Soon, even the sky became gloomy and then dark. The crowd began to talk among themselves, unexpectedly Wu Xu's lantern actually contained such powerful malicious spirits that they could block the sky and change its color.

However, Wu Xu was actually shocked, because although he did summon the strongest ghosts, he did not have the time to arrange those ghosts so that they could display their strongest power of turning the sky dark. This blotting out the sky thing was not his doing.

The next moment, Wu Xu's jade mansion trembled violently. Immediately his instinct drove him to look up.

A dark waterfall descended from the sky, as if milky way spilled over the earth, and soaked everything. The thousands upon thousands of malicious spirits and ghosts in the air were stained with the ink. And then they, along with their scream, melted and mixed into the ink, becoming a mass of black.

Wu Xu himself responded in time. He used his lantern to prop up a piece of the same darkness, hiding from the black rainstorm.

Three Rivers Scholar was a really well-deserved reputation. Even suppressed in Jindan Stage, this river of ink actually had such power! It was almost comparable to Qiong Hua's Kill Immortal Sword!

No wonder he said something about having an unfair advantage. If the opponent immediately went all out as soon as the fight start, not letting him open the bamboo tube, presumably this river of think would not have such power...

Was it really because of age that Wu Xu's character became dull and cowardly? Could he be able to get back his young and invincible self?

At this point, the lantern in Wu Xu's hand shook again. He clearly felt the space around him had become narrowed and crumbling under the erosion of the river of black ink.

This Jindan against Deity fight seemed a bit too much for him. Perhaps the cream of the crop Jindan Stage cultivators like Wang Lu and Qiong Hua might have a bit of a chance to win, but he...

He was, after all, no longer young.

However, at this time, in the darkness, Daoist Master Wu Xu suddenly heard a song.

A passionate, exciting song. And it had its mysteriousness. Obviously, it was clearly heard in the ears, but the images could not help but vividly appear in front of his eyes.

This was the five-sensory resonance, which used the stirring sound to project information to the other four senses.

In Wu Xu's eyes, the young girls who previously danced with lava and flame as the background began to dance again. He saw them danced in the training arena, singing loudly and cheering for him!

Wu Xu froze for a moment and then shook his head.

At this time, even if you cheer for me, what's the use? The strength gap is so big that it could not be reversed just by personal will alone.

However, just a short time later, Wu Xu's eyes gradually glazed, completely immersed in the figures of those young girls. And the song continued to infiltrate, soaking his already dried jade mansion like a spring.

A moment later, an inexplicable force began to rise. Wu Xu was surprised to find out that the power that he thought could no longer be recovered actually began to slowly recover.

Was this because of the singing of those young girls? Or was it because of their immaculate dance? Or their sexy and enchanting bodies? Or could it be that… the expectant look that they cast at him caused his spirit to rise up, which brought him back to his youthful age.

In a trance, he returned to the past, when his once cherished companion was still right beside him. At that time, they were young and full of passion, always sticking together and exchanging their feelings in the most intimate way.

Heaven, earth, everywhere could be their 'battlefield'. The young Daoist Master Wu Xu indulged in debauchery and left his mark in many places. And now, as the song was near its climax, he seemed to be young once again.

In his lower abdomen, a powerful flame was burning! The heat soon spread all over his body, moistening the withered, stretching the atrophied, and from which endless power was born.

”Hahaha! Girls, thank you for your performance, now it's my turn to show mine!”It is a poetry by a famous Chinese poet Su Shi 苏轼 (1037-1101). The poet was made to make fun of that a man, who had been 80 years old, married an 18-year-old girl. The Pear Blossom is a white flower which alludes old men's white hair, while the Malus Spectabilis is a pink flower which is more colorful and more like a young girl.