Chapter 887 Three Eyes
In fact, if there is a way to deal with it, it won't make trouble like this.
To put it bluntly, there was actually no strategic error in the "nest" of Shuqieshan before besieging and killing Shen Hao. It was indeed a good way to kill the person surnamed Shen at that time, at least without the person surnamed Shen, Jingxi Black Flag The possibility of promoting the "pilot" of the camp to other places is much smaller. Even if the root cause cannot be broken, it can definitely be delayed for a long time.
But now that the siege failed and Shen Hao got to live, the situation is quite different. Firstly, it would not be easy to kill the person surnamed Shen; secondly, the person surnamed Shen must file the plan of killing evil in a book, and if he dies, there will be a successor to continue to carry it out.
The root of it is that it has nothing to do with being forced into a corner and not retreating.
Whether it is called "Holy Gate" or "Evil Gate", after all, it is not a bright background, and the things you do are also cast aside by the world, so you can only toss in a dark corner, but if you show up a little bit, it will attract thunder.
In the past, they hid in remote places, relying on the convenience of the village's lack of information, and used the foolish means of "worshiping gods" to erode their minds, and then selected suitable targets for development, and then lured them to the chasing "power" step by step. on the road. The banners played are similar, nothing more than rhetoric such as "changing fate against the sky".
Casting a wide net and then picking and choosing can always find some people who can be used to fill the consumption.
This is also due to the fact that the Jingjiu Dynasty has always had too little jurisdiction over remote villages and towns, and the lack of attention is even more serious, which gave the so-called "Holy Gate" the soil for survival.
Now the one surnamed Shen is going to dig the ground and make a mess, and it has the meaning of forming a routine. This left the people of the "Holy Gate" with nowhere to place their means of absorbing the root seed.
How to deal with it? How to break the game?
After discussing for a long time, there is no directly feasible backhand strategy. The only thing that has reached a consensus is to temporarily shrink the "nests" in various places, and gradually turn the "worship" in remote places to the ground.
As for whether it is useful or not, it will not be obvious for a while. And Jing Jiuchao's actions cannot be achieved in a day or two, and the two sides still have a long time to compete. It's just that the so-called "Holy Gate" is firmly at a disadvantage.
The people dispersed, and only the Great Venerable was left sitting alone on a chair with his eyes closed in the huge hall. The dim light flickered, making his shadow appear to shake.
After a long time, the great venerable opened his eyes, sighed, stood up from the chair, turned around and walked towards the depths of the hall, until he stopped in front of a stone wall carved with intricate patterns.
The stone wall is as black as ink, and the reliefs on it cannot be seen at all if it is not easy to get in.
In the middle is a strange animal head pattern, which is so huge that it occupies 60% of the middle of the stone wall. This animal head has three eyes, one on the left and one on the left, and a vertical eye in the middle. The entire head looks triangular, covered with scale-like protrusions. The last big mouth spanned most of the head, but it was tightly closed.
The Great Venerable stood in front of the beast's head, stretched out his hand and twisted a few times on an unknown mechanism on the beast's mouth, opening a round hole the size of an arm, then he stretched his right arm in, and pulled it back after a while.
"Ka Ka Ka"
After a silent rubbing sound, a passage was separated in the middle of the stone wall. Standing outside, it could be seen that the passage was still going down.
The great venerable made a formula, and the moment he entered the passage, several formations swept across him, murderous but disappeared quickly.
Walking down, it was not less than forty feet vertical before slowing down. At the end of the final steps, there was a space similar to the hall above, but the furnishings were different.
The hall above is like a meeting place, but the place in front of you is more like someone's daily living place.
"Subordinate Zhao Zhiyuan, I have something to ask to see the Holy Master!"
At the door, the great venerable didn't dare to step in. He just knelt down on his knees outside and kowtowed, and at the same time raised his voice to report his intention. After that, his head was stuck on the ground and he didn't dare to move.
After an unknown amount of time, an emotionless voice sounded directly in the Venerable's mind: Come in.
"yes!"
The majestic Venerable outside, at this time, is as cautious as a rabbit breaking into an unfamiliar environment. He dares not take a step while walking, but only dares to walk forward in small steps, hunched over his waist, and even his eyes are on the ground. With limited space under the feet and in front, I dare not look around.
Although he didn't dare to look at it, as soon as he entered, there was a thin layer of sweat on the Venerable's forehead, as if he was under some kind of heavy pressure. If someone is nearby and senses it carefully, they will find that there is an unimaginable pressure from the outside world in this seemingly ordinary hall. Intangible substances shroud the place like gravity suddenly turned dozens of times.
The great venerable called himself Zhao Zhiyuan. Although he followed the so-called "Holy Gate" lineage, in the final analysis he still couldn't get rid of the path of art cultivation. Although his cultivation base was high, his physical strength was far inferior to that of physical cultivation. Now that he stepped here, The gravitational squeeze coming from all directions made him barely able to block it by setting up a shield on the surface of his body, but the consumption was not small. In addition, the invisible breath floated out from the depths of the hall, and it was also giving him energy at the soul level. The strong pressure made him tense and uncomfortable.
Not long after, Zhao Zhiyuan walked to the middle of the hall, knelt down on his knees again, and in front of him was a strange-shaped stone platform. The appearance of the stone platform is like a monster drilled out of the ground, with half of its body drilled out, it seems to want to choose someone to eat with its teeth and claws. Looking at the shape, it is almost exactly the same as the relief animal head on the stone wall when it came in.
There was one person sitting on the stone platform.
The man's long hair was disheveled and covered a lot of his appearance, only a pair of eyes could be seen protruding from the hair, and the lower half of his face. I can't tell the age, or even tell the difference between a man and a woman.
At this moment, the man closed his eyes, as if he was meditating, and at the same time seemed to be in a deep sleep.
"Subordinate Zhao Zhiyuan meets the Holy Master! The Holy Master's magic power is boundless and powerful!" Zhao Zhiyuan knelt down after more than ten feet away, not daring to look, and shouted slogans with his head on the ground.
"What's the matter?" After a while, the voice sounded in Zhao Zhiyuan's mind again, it seemed that it was the person in front of him who was speaking, but the person in his vision remained motionless.
Zhao Zhiyuan quickly replied: "Holy Master, Xuan Qingwei of Jingjiu Dynasty outside has come up with a new method, which has seriously threatened our cultivation of new forces in various places."
Without embellishment, he just told the whole story of the incident, after which Zhao Zhiyuan continued to stand motionless. It's just that the heartbeat betrayed his current mood, and he was so flustered that his back was covered with cold sweat.
"Drawing from the bottom of the pot? It's a good way. It's hard for those Xuanqing guards to be willing to work hard in the valley. In this way, they have found a good talent. It's a pity."
There was another silence.
After a long time, the voice said: "Use the Centennial Pill."