Chapter 208: On the Cloud Peak, Life and Death Do Not Matter"Whoa——" The sound of horse hooves sounded behind him. Everyone turned around. Suddenly, a fiery red horse came running. It stopped in front of Song Lin, its mane constantly pressing against his chest, eager to try. "Are you going too?" Song Lin couldn't help but ask. "Huh, huh——" Huo Linju nodded repeatedly. Being locked up in the inn for a while must have made it feel suffocated. The little guy has been very well behaved, just waiting for today! "Okay, let's go." Song Lin laughed loudly, leading the excited Huolinju, and took a boat with everyone else to the main island of Meizhou. An hour later. The morning sun shines on the river bank, the waves are sparkling, and everyone stops at a ferry. We have arrived at Meizhou Sheng Island!

"Look! Cloud Peak!" Iris shouted, pointing excitedly at the sky. Song Lin looked up. Pieces of pure white clouds seemed to be crushed by fairies, floating in the sky hundreds of feet high. They turned into cloud platforms that could not be blown away by the wind and could not be extinguished by the rain. "so amazing." There seemed to be a flash of storm in Song Lin's eyes. In the eyes of others, they were just clouds, but in his eyes, he seemed to see the laws of the flow of wind and clouds. The water vapor rose and turned into wind, rain, and clouds again... "But how can these few clouds bear the weight of a person?" Chen Xi, who was going out for the first time, asked questions out of curiosity. There are no countless flying sword stones like Chen Jianyuan that can fly through the air here. Ye Liuyun said: "The time has not come yet, you will know in a while." While talking. A middle-aged man with sunken cheeks and a somewhat lonely look walked up to the group. "But are Young Master Yang Qingyuan and Young Master Ye Liuyun here in person? I'm Peng Yue, a clerk in Baihua Palace." He stopped three meters away and behaved politely. It's him. Song Lin recognized the person at a glance. It was the kind-hearted deacon he met at the Baihua Palace a few days ago. "It's us." Ye Liuyun nodded.

"Baihua Palace has prepared nameplate serial numbers for you. Please keep them safe." Peng Yue said as he handed over five gold-rimmed bronze plates with both hands. "Thank you." Song Lin and others each took their own brand number. His was exactly number 1,000, Iris's was number 1,001, and Chen Xi's was number 1,002. Ye Liuyun and Gui Xiuer were the eighth and thirteenth respectively. "Why is yours so far forward?" Iris bulged her eyes, somewhat unconvinced. At this time. Peng Yue explained, "This is the first time for the three of you to participate in Dengyun Peak, so you can only go by the order of your numbers. Young Master Ye and Miss Gui ranked 8th and 13th in the previous session, so they kept their previous numbers." "Can't you think of it?" Gui Xiuer glanced at Chen Xi vaguely and snorted, "With this ranking, we don't need to play in the morning!" "It's amazing, but it's a pity that we didn't even make the top ten." Chen Xi muttered in a low voice. "You——" Gui Xiuer immediately frowned. "Ladies and gentlemen, this grand event will still be hosted by Baihua Palace. We have specially prepared a viewing platform, you can follow me." Peng Yue stretched out his hand and took the initiative to lead the way. "Then I'll trouble Deacon Peng." Song Lin nodded and followed, leading the Huolinju. I glanced at him casually and saw that he was a middle-aged man with a rather vicissitudes of life. Recently. Xiao Jianghu never looked for him again. And he never had a chance to get close to the person related to Xu Shenglan, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to come to him today. "Deacon Peng, will you be with us these days?" Song Lin and Peng Yue began to chat. "Yes, young men, if you have any questions, you can tell me." Peng Yue said. "You don't look that old, why do you call yourself an old man?" "I am fifty-one this year." "You look young." "I'm old..." Peng Yue's style of doing things gave people the impression that he was very methodical. He would answer questions when asked, and would quietly stay aside when no one asked him questions. It was indeed very comfortable for Baihua Palace to send him to lead the way. The crowd ahead was gradually gathering.

A few moments. Everyone walked into a huge island lake, surrounded by towering platforms, as if they were used by the ancients to observe the stars. Each platform was ten feet high, with a wide field of view, as if one could touch the sky. Look up at the sky. Floating clouds come into view and they don't seem very far away. "This is the Jiuquan Waterfall." Peng Yue pointed to the lake in the middle of the island. Suddenly, he seemed to turn his head to look up at the sky, his eyes flashing slightly. "stop." An eagle's cry was heard in the sky. A man riding an eagle came from the sky, immediately attracting many people's attention. Trouble is coming? Everyone looked up and was actually quite excited. "You are Yang Qingyuan?" A figure poked his head out from above, his face was dark and quite fierce, and despite his young age he had a kind of rugged beauty. "you are?" Song Lin faced the rising sun and squinted his eyes slightly. "Xueying Cliff - Chen Jingtai." The man looked proud. "Have you heard of it?" Song Lin turned and looked at Ye Liuyun. "What's the snow duck? I've never heard of it." Ye Liuyun shook his head. "How brave!" Chen Jingtai jumped down from mid-air and landed in front of several people. Such a commotion immediately attracted many people to watch. Chen Jingtai looked Song Lin up and down, then glanced at the Huolinju beside him. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes. "I thought he was a hero who would bully women, but it turns out he is just a loser who doesn't even have the energy. Even his mount... is so unbearable." "..." Song Lin was speechless for a while, "Hero, do I have a grudge against you?" "You bully Fairy Tan Tai, which means you have a grudge against me."

Chen Jingtai straightened his chest and glanced vaguely at a viewing stand in the distance. Song Lin and Ye Liuyun looked at each other. Suddenly he realized, "So... it's a dog!" "presumptuous!" Chen Jingtai was furious. "Yang Qingyuan, no matter what your reasons are, I am here today, so you can forget about stepping onto the Nine Springs Waterfall. A waste of the Thunder Sound Realm - not worthy!" Brainless licker. Song Lin couldn't help feeling bored and was about to draw his knife to get rid of the fly. "Uu——" Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand, a fire shadow suddenly rushed out from beside him, raised its hooves and stomped towards Chen Jingtai. It's Huolinju! This guy is good at changing his attitude according to the situation. "Beast!" Chen Jingtai sneered. "Cry——" The eagle above his head suddenly turned into a sharp arrow and flew towards the hooves of the Fire Unicorn. Puff~ blood and flesh splattered. Chen Jingtai's face suddenly changed. A pair of flaming hooves crushed countless flesh and blood and came straight towards him. In a hurry. He didn't even have time to open his mouth. He clenched his fists, turned his head to look at the moon, and struck at the hooves coming from the air. boom! Only a scream was heard. Chen Jingtai couldn't bear the huge force from the horse's hooves and crashed to the ground, causing everyone's pupils to tremble. Wait until the dust and smoke clears. His arms were broken into pieces, his chest was sunken, and he looked like he was breathing out but not breathing in. "Ahem, ahem, you guys..." He stared blankly at the horse's head above his head, his eyes filled with disbelief. "After all that noise, it turns out you can't even beat my horse." Song Lin's calm voice sounded. Chen Jingtai raised his head angrily from the pit. I saw him leading a group of people towards the stairs of the viewing platform.

"hateful!" "Crush him." Song Lin's voice was icy cold. "Uu——" The Fire Kirin Colt excitedly raised its hooves and slammed into the deep pit. Boom~~the earth shakes. Pieces of flesh and bones fell with stones. Chen Jingtai, the young hero of his generation, was broken into heroic pieces. "What a beautiful horse." On a viewing platform. Miao Shengyi from Tianshui Palace smiled and took Tan Tai Xuanyin's hand, "I heard that Jianzhai has a cloud sea deer, which is one of the three top mounts in Tiannan. Why don't you ride it out, sister Tan Tai?" "The secular lineage is not qualified to use the Cloud Sea Deer." Tan Tai Xuan Yin said softly. "What a pity... It is said that the spirit beast can fly on clouds and mist, comparable to the immortals on the mountain. I really want to see it for myself." Miao Sheng sighed regretfully, "But this Fire Unicorn looks like it has some potential." Tan Tai Xuan Yin stared into the distance. He seems to be getting stronger again. The vague murderous intent just now was like the sharpest sword in the world. Chen Jingtai deserved to die for provoking him, and he brought great trouble to Xueying Cliff. What about... yourself? Is there any hope of defeating him in this sword fight? There was a hint of confusion in the girl's eyes. then. She once again strengthened her swordsmanship. Once again, that figure and his compassionate sword were deeply engraved in my heart. "Enter the love barrier, break through the love barrier, and pass the love barrier... Once I reach the state of sword heart enlightenment, I will definitely surpass him." She has regarded him as the test stone of her sword. Boom~~ Under the watchful eyes of many people. As soon as Song Lin and others stepped onto the viewing platform, they heard a melodious bell sound. "When the hour of Si comes, the nine springs will rise!" Wow~~ The tranquil lake on the island suddenly began to churn like boiling water. Nine springs of water suddenly broke through the surface of the water and rose into the clouds like pillars of heaven, leaving many first-time visitors dumbfounded. "How magnificent!" Iris couldn't help but open her mouth and put her hands on her face. "Why does the spring water rise when the bell rings?" Chen Xi asked everyone's question.

at this time. The nine circular water columns became thicker and thicker, and finally rose completely to the lowest layer of the sky. The water and the sky met, and the water mist was like a curtain. The magnificent wonders of heaven and earth made people feel relaxed and happy. "It's not the bells, it's the time." Peng Yue, who was standing by, answered at the right moment: "Every September 9th, these nine underground water veins will erupt, forming a spectacle of water and sky connecting. That's why the battle for the Fengyun Ranking is chosen on this day." “This is the origin of ‘Nine Springs Waterfall, Climbing to the Clouds’.” "On the first day of the water vein eruption, the Nine Springs Waterfall will connect to the thirty-two cloud platforms at the bottom. On the second day, the water power of the Nine Springs Waterfall will gradually increase, connecting to the sixteen cloud platforms on the second layer. On the third day, eight cloud platforms will be connected." "On the fourth day, all the seeds of the wind and cloud will decide the top four, and they will duel two by two. Finally, on the ninth day, the nine springs will unite as one and reach the top of the cloud - and the champion will be decided." "For thousands of years, no one knew the reason for this wonder. All we know is that this strange phenomenon existed when this place was still called Baihua Dang." Everyone suddenly understood. Thousands of years ago? Song Lin's heart moved. I still remember that year, Li Yixiu had fought with the magician in Baihuadang. Now, the world has changed a lot, and he can no longer find the mountaintop where the two fought. Could it be here? Did they penetrate the Jiuquan water vein? Or... did another 'magician' who came later have other arrangements? When thoughts are flying. Boom~~ There was another bell ringing, and a loud shout was heard in the distance. "Climbing to the top of the cloud - start!" "Please climb onto the platform according to the position markings on the nameplate. Those who violate the rules will be disqualified!" Direction marker? Song Lin looked down and saw that in addition to "No. 1000" on his nameplate, there was also the word "September 1" engraved on it. "I am September One." "I'm eighteen-three." Iris said. "I am Qi Qi." Chen Xi said. "The numbers in front represent the position. Young Xia Yang, you are on this stage, Lady Yuan is on this stage, and Lady Chen is on this stage. The numbers at the back represent which batch will come on stage." Peng Yue pointed at the cloud platforms in the sky one by one. He continued, "The first battle is for the heroes to cross the river. More than a thousand people will fight in 32 cloud platforms. Each person must defeat three people and seize three nameplates before they can leave. After the morning's fight is over, there will be more than 500 people left." "Young Master Ye and Miss Gui, as seeds of the Divine Palace, do not need to participate in the melee this morning." "Then there will be the Cloud Peak Battle in the afternoon. The remaining people will fight against each other for four rounds in a row to determine the 32 places for promotion." Hear the words. Song Lin smiled and said, "It seems that there are many geniuses in this class." The so-called Nine Springs Waterfall is not down to earth.

To stand firmly on the nine water columns, one needs to have at least the cultivation level of Gangqi, or cultivate the Leiyin realm to an extremely profound level. "Everyone, do you still have questions?" Peng Yue asked in a prim and proper manner. "There is another question." Song Lin took off the broken knife from his waist and looked up at the sky. at this time. Hundreds of figures have already leaped over the water curtain, riding the waves upstream, and reaching the top of the clouds one by one. Song Lin could feel it. Many strange eyes were looking at him from above. Melee? interesting. "Excuse me, Young Master Yang," Peng Yue said with a slight bow. "Can you kill someone on Jiuquan Waterfall?" Song Lin looked up at the clouds, as if he saw a series of ownerless destinies. Peng Yue was slightly stunned when he heard this. He replied: "On top of the clouds, life and death are irrelevant." "it is good!" Song Linlang laughed, holding a long sword in his hand, and stepped into the air. Clouds of wind and energy appeared out of thin air under his feet, supporting his body as he walked step by step toward the clouds. Nowadays. The successor of Yu Dao is about to go on a killing spree! 　PS: 　　Please give me a monthly ticket! Please, please, please, please, please, please! Please, please, please, please! 　　Godfathers, kneel down!

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