The Monk

Chapter 502 Tsunami Arrives

Cheng Xier brought the girls to him, and Zhang Pa said, "Separate into groups of three and prepare to rescue people." He released the Fushen Snakes and fed them the elixir, then said, "You also disperse and look after the girls."

The white snakes nodded slightly, and the piglets and kittens also joined in the fun. Zhang Pa said, "Do your best."

After so much trouble, it was almost evening, and the tsunami finally came. The huge waves as high as 100 meters were like hills standing in a row and pushing forward. No matter what appeared in front, they would be pushed down, covered, submerged, and destroyed.

Zhang Pa sighed and whispered, "Come on." The girls received the order and flew to the north and south respectively.

At the westernmost end of the thousand-plus islands, a high ice wall stood up, more than a thousand meters thick, several thousand meters high, and nearly a thousand miles long. The main part was buried in the seabed, and only more than 200 meters were exposed above the sea. A wall of ice and snow blocked the waves.

This is the maximum capacity of the ice crystal. The height and thickness are easy to say, and they can always withstand the tsunami, but the length is two-thirds short. There are more than 300 islands in the range of more than 3,000 miles from north to south. He can only protect the densely populated islands, and he can't even take care of the White Thousand Islands. Now, he is only worried that the ice wall can't withstand the tsunami, turning more than a thousand islands into hell and turning tens of millions of residents into wronged souls.

The waves dragged out a long white line and rolled in, and there was no end in sight. What was heard was not the sound of waves or the sound of beating, but thunder. The dull thunder continued, as if the whole ocean was shaken.

As the waves in front approached quickly, the thunder became louder and louder. It was heard in the ears and rang in the mind. There was nothing between heaven and earth, only the high white line and rolling thunder.

With a bang, the thunder exploded, and the sound was even louder. The waves quickly hit the ice wall, crackling and breaking a layer of ice. The ice wall tens of meters thick shattered under the impact of the waves, and the waves directly hit the second layer of ice wall. Because the sound of the waves was too loud, the sound of the ice wall breaking could not be heard at all.

When condensing the ice wall, Zhang Pa was more cautious. The ice wall was not a dense piece. He was worried that the tsunami would be too strong and would knock over the ice wall, causing greater harm. Therefore, the thickness of the ice wall is 50 meters or 100 meters, and it is lined up at a distance of 20 meters to play a buffering role.

Now the buffering effect is fully reflected. There are ten ice walls in front. If it is given to the top-level cultivators of the Nascent Soul, it will definitely take three to five years to break it. But when the tsunami comes, it only takes one shot, and ten ice walls are broken one after another. Fortunately, the ice wall stretches for more than a thousand meters, and there are five thick ice walls behind it. The tsunami stopped in front of the eleventh ice wall.

Zhang Pa was communicating with the ice crystal, fearing that it could not bear it, and the spiritual power in the God Tears was sent into the ice crystal frantically. Both are in his body, both in his heart, so it is no problem to have a little communication.

Seeing that the fierce tsunami was blocked, Zhang Pa showed joy on his face. The most difficult to stop is the first wave. As long as you hold on, it will get smaller and smaller until it disappears.

He underestimated the power of the tsunami, and he didn't know how the fish-headed man did it. That explosion not only brought about a tsunami disaster, but also made the tsunami last longer, at least it wouldn't be fleeting. The previous wave was blocked, and then another wave came. The crackling sound was once again drowned in the sound of the huge wave, and the five ice walls behind were shattered almost at the same time. Zhang Pa reacted in time, and the ice crystals reacted even faster. The ice wall in front shattered, and the ice wall in the back was rebuilt, one after another, and finally hit the tsunami in time. When the tsunami was first formed, it was just the power of the explosion. More than a hundred powers rushed out in succession and blew up a huge wave. When the explosion stopped, the tsunami was powerless. At most, it would run 18,000 miles and would inevitably be assimilated into the ocean waves. But the problem is that the sea is already surging and stacking waves. Now that there is a tsunami, the waves have a chance to vent, and they surge in waves endlessly. Zhang Pa didn't know what to do. He couldn't help. The only thing he knew was that the spiritual power in the God's Tears was rapidly draining away, which was even more terrifying than the last time the Ning River was intercepted. The sea waves were raging outside, and the spiritual power was surging inside. The two waves were roaring ferociously.

The tsunami was so powerful that Zhang Pa could only see white, white ice walls and white waves. Even the sky was covered by white. At this critical moment, he was more like a spectator, watching the ice crystals fight against the power of heaven and earth. His own cultivation was completely useless. Even if he could practice and had more skills, he could only protect himself at most. Want to stop the tide? That was a foolish dream.

An ant trying to shake a tree, that was how he felt at the moment.

The tide came in waves, smashing the ice walls one by one; the ice crystals recondensed the ice walls at the fastest speed without considering the loss, one attacking and one retreating. After an hour, the tide had advanced more than a thousand miles.

It couldn't retreat any further. More than a thousand miles away was an island where humans lived. Zhang Pa was thinking hard about a solution. The obsession was too deep. Bing Jing felt what he was thinking, and the spiritual power output became more intense, and the ice wall thickened a little. But it was of little use. More than a dozen thick ice walls were lined up, more than a thousand meters long, and were broken by the waves. When they were rebuilt, they were more than a thousand meters away.

More than a thousand miles just barely survived an hour, and at most another hour the tsunami would reach the island. Those who didn't know the danger was coming could only wait for death.

The situation became more and more critical, and Zhang Pa's spiritual platform was empty for a while. The best I could do was to have a clear conscience.

The sea tide continued to struggle with the ice wall, and the ice crystals in his body showed signs of fatigue. The spiritual power in the divine tears, which was full of endless spiritual power, was actually depleted by more than half. Zhang Pa knew that he had lost the battle, so he reversed the spiritual power of his whole body and sent it into the divine tears. He took out bottles of spiritual energy pills and threw them into his mouth like throwing away garbage, letting the pills explode in his body. The powerful spiritual power washed the meridians in his body. He endured various feelings such as swelling, discomfort, and tearing, and used his spiritual consciousness to guide these spiritual powers into the divine tears and ice crystals.

He desperately sent spiritual power and had no time to control his body. The ice crystals had to take him back while fighting the tsunami.

Another half hour passed, and the tsunami was still powerful, but they could not retreat anymore. There was a big island 300 miles behind them with 200,000 residents.

In this half hour, Zhang Pa didn't know how many pills he had eaten. His meridians were scraped by the huge spiritual power and he could no longer feel the pain, but he still persisted.

Bingjing looked inside his body and saw that all his meridians were broken by spiritual power. If he quickly practiced meditation, he could recover. Otherwise, if he continued to toss and turn, the damage to his meridians would worsen. This person would be unable to move and become a useless person.

Bingjing made a sudden decision, and turned around in front of Zhang Pa's chest, swallowed the remaining spiritual power in the God's Tears, flew out of the body, and supported the ice wall with force. It thought very simply, if I don't consume spiritual power, Zhang Pa won't have to take pills, his body won't be damaged, and nothing will happen.

It flew out of the body, and Zhang Pa was very anxious and shouted wildly: "Come back." The last time the Ninghe Bingjing of Yueguo was injured was because it turned into an ice wall outside the body to block the river. The sea tide here is fierce, hundreds and thousands of times more severe than the Ninghe flood, and it can't stop it at all.

Bingjing and Zhang Pa were both going crazy, and the God's Tears didn't want to sit and watch, so it gently floated away from Zhang Pa's body, absorbed the excess spiritual power in his body, and threw a rainbow bridge to the Bingjing to continue to provide it with spiritual power.