0p0 Chapter 350: The Immortal Arrives, and the Entire City of Tianqi is Shocked (2)
Chapter 350: The Immortal Arrives, and the Entire City of Tianqi is Shocked (2)
[Special reminder: Chapter 349 is at the end of the previous chapter. I was delayed yesterday due to something. Please forgive me!]
[This chapter also contains two chapters. I have been delayed by visiting relatives these two days. In order to get a perfect attendance, I have to trouble you readers to read it up and down. Daju also asks for your understanding! ]
Tianqi City, Qianjin Terrace.
In the warm spring of March, the sun is shining brightly in the eternal imperial capital of Tianqi.
After the hour of Si, the rising sun had slowly climbed up into the sky, and the whole city began to warm up.
There was a constant stream of people in front of Qianjintai, and the servants and doormen who were serving the guests were busy all the time.
At this moment, a white shadow rushed over from the direction of Xuanwu Gate above Qianjin Terrace.
At first, people did not notice anything unusual and just thought that it was a top disciple from some sect going to another place to do business.
But gradually, I found that the bright sunshine was gradually covered by dark clouds, and it started snowing in half a cup of tea!
Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell down, causing everyone in front of Qianjintai to look up at the figure in white in the sky.
Baili Dongjun mobilized all his internal strength, stood in the air, and tried his best to perform illusions.
Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, a north wind blew, and snowflakes began to fall within a radius of four or five miles!
Now the pedestrians on the ground became very lively, looking up at the sky and talking non-stop -
"Why is it snowing in April for no reason?"
"Don't tell me, these goose-feather-like snowflakes are even bigger than last winter. Could it be that there's been some kind of injustice in our Tianqi City?"
"Keep your voice down! Kuang San'er, stop talking nonsense! How can there be an unjust imprisonment under the feet of the emperor? Be careful, or someone will report you and put you in jail!"
"Look, this snow looks like it was brought by that young man from heaven. Is he an immortal who has descended to the mortal world?"
"Oh my, it really is! It looks like it just stepped out of a painting..."
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Baili Dongjun ignored the discussions of the people on the ground and just kept making clouds and snow.
This illusion is naturally not like real snow. The snowflakes disappear without a trace once they fall to the ground, leaving only some water marks, and they don't feel cold at all.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and Baili Dongjun gradually felt that most of the internal energy in his body had been consumed, and he was a little exhausted.
Seeing that his internal energy was about to be exhausted, and he did not see Sikong Changfeng and Yin Luoxia, he became anxious and thought to himself:
"Sikong Changfeng, this money-losing bastard, if I don't come now, I'll be exposed!"
More and more people gathered under the Qianjin Stage. Even the gamblers who were gambling inside threw down their dice and mahjong games and rushed out to watch the snow.
Seeing that most of the gamblers in the hall had left, the head shopkeeper Tu Zao, who was sitting in the center, could no longer sit still. He came down from the high platform, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and walked out of Qianjintai.
As he walked out of the door, he looked up and saw Baili Dongjun, dressed in white and looking like an immortal, standing in the air with his arms outstretched.
Tu Zao spat and said to the servant beside him: "When did this come?"
The servant bowed and said, "To answer the head shopkeeper, the weather was fine half an incense stick ago, but who knew it would start snowing heavily the moment he arrived!"
Tu Zao touched the smooth and translucent head and said:
"Immortal? Real or fake?... All the gamblers at Qianjintai have stopped gambling and are now running out to see the heavy snow. Is this just a trick?"
Just as Tu Zao finished his muttering, he heard the sound of wind and saw a purple figure flying past from the Eastern Qinglong Gate.
The figure came extremely fast, rushing to Baili Dongjun in the blink of an eye like a flying star chasing the moon.
Baili Dongjun saw Yin Luoxia appear and whispered, "Fairy Sister, where is Sikong Changfeng? Why hasn't he come yet?"
Yin Luoxia was wearing a purple dress and a silk mask on her face. Her beautiful face was faintly visible as she smiled and said:
"Don't worry, I think he will be here soon!"
At the same time, on the roof of the 32nd pavilion of the Jiaofangsi, Sikong Changfeng, dressed in white clothes and silver armor, holding a dragon's gall silver spear, was riding on the roof in a casual manner, looking up at the sky above the Qianjin Terrace half a mile away.
The door on the roof creaked open and a graceful figure walked out.
The person was wearing a goose yellow long dress, with a white veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of eyes as bright as condensed dewdrops.
Sikong Changfeng didn't know that this person was the head of the 32nd Pavilion of the Music Academy - Yue Luo.
Yueluo heard a noise from the roof, walked under the eaves and looked up and asked:
"Who are you? Why are you sitting on my roof?"
Sikong Changfeng was startled and quickly put on his mask and held up his spear, saying solemnly:
"I am Li Shaogeng, the immortal from the Western Territory!"
Yueluo looked Sikong Changfeng up and down. He saw that he had some of the demeanor of a divine soldier and general in his armor, but his expression was a little artificial. He chuckled and mocked him:
"Haha... what Western Immortal? I wonder which dandy kid you are? You're wearing a costume and showing off here!"
When Sikong Changfeng saw that he had been exposed, his handsome face flushed a little, and he quickly mustered up the courage to rebuke:
"You ignorant woman, you didn't even kneel down to worship the Immortal from the Western Territory!"
Yueluo laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter: "Haha... How shameless! Whose immortal is riding on the roof? Come down quickly, or you might break your legs if the wind blows!"
Sikong Changfeng had never seen Yueluo, but he had heard Baili Dongjun say that judging from the person's age and clothing, he guessed it was most likely her. He then made a gun flower and went down from the roof:
"Are you Senior Yueluo, the head of the Thirty-second Pavilion of the Musical Academy?"
Yueluo raised her eyebrows slightly, squinted her eyes and looked at Sikong Changfeng again, saying:
"Yes, I am Yueluo. How do you recognize me, young man? I have never seen you before!"
Sikong Changfeng clasped his fists and said, "So you are really my senior. I am Baili Dongjun's friend Sikong Changfeng. I came to Tianqi with him to handle some personal matters. I hope you will forgive me for any offense I have caused you!"
Upon hearing the name "Baili Dongjun", Yueluo was shocked and said:
"You just said you were Baili Dongjun's friend? Where is he now?"
Sikong Changfeng replied, "He should be near Qianjintai now. Oh... damn it, I was so busy talking to the senior that I forgot about the important matter!"
"I'll take my leave now and come back to apologize to you later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng jumped down from the 32nd Pavilion of the Music Academy, thrusting the spear in his hand straight forward, turning into a long silver dragon pointing straight towards the Qianjintai!
Above the Qianjin Terrace, two figures, one white and one purple, stood side by side.
Baili Dongjun's internal energy was about to be exhausted. He felt sore all over and complained:
"Sikong Changfeng, Sikong Changfeng, where have you been? If you don't come soon, the snow will stop!"
As Baili Dongjun finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng whistled loudly:
"Dongji Fairy, I wonder how you can escape from the clutches of Li Shaogeng. Today we should settle the score for invading my western border!"
Sikong Changfeng's true energy flowed through his chest, and a long roar resounded through the sky, which made the pedestrians gathered in front of Qianjintai even more convinced that the three figures hundreds of feet in the sky were immortals who had descended to the mortal world.
Yin Luoxia looked back and saw Sikong Changfeng holding the Longdan Bright Silver Spear with his vital energy flowing through his body, rushing towards them like a heavenly soldier!
Baili Dongjun turned around and looked, muttering with a smile: "Don't say it, you really shouldn't say it!"
"Sikong Changfeng looks so handsome in this suit of armor!"
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