Chapter 280: Taoist Master Fang Xian
Boom!
Muffled thunder rolls and dark clouds gather.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a downpour, covering a radius of more than a hundred miles.
A burst of cheers came from the clouds, praising the sect's real man for his powerful magic power, which was better than a certain one.
Immediately aroused rebuttal, the real immortal was reluctant to take action on the spot, so he used the rain praying spell to prove his power.
Since the Zhaijiao rewards were determined, all the sects of the Dao League have used magical techniques, such as the secret technique of gathering clouds, the altar of inviting rain, and even the ancient water-absorbing magical power, from which they have found the technique with the widest rainfall range.
So much so that the clouds and mountains thundered constantly, and the rain and shine were unpredictable.
The mountain god's land near Yunshan discovered something strange, and reported it to the state capital at all levels.
Weizhou City God sent a patrolling general to investigate, and after looking at it from a distance, he turned around and left.
The report was reported to the court, but the prince in charge was hesitant.
All the officials were surprisingly unanimous, saying that Zhaijiao is the traditional culture of Taoism and should be understood and supported. .
Therefore, rainfall during fasting festivals has become a Taoist privilege!
It was rumored that Emperor Jingtai knew about this and immediately overturned the case, angrily denounced the treacherous ministers for harming the country, and then personally wrote an edict ordering the demon slayers and gods in various places to capture demons and ghosts.
February 2nd.
Arriving in a blink of an eye.
early morning.
It's dusk.
Zhou Yi and Wang Yuanhua stood in the sky, looking at the ten-party formation restrictions that had been arranged.
The brilliance of the layers of formations just wraps up the Yunshan Mountains.
In the past few days, the elders of the Dao League sects have been making frequent moves, privately bringing spiritual tea and spiritual wine to visit Zhou Yi, asking about the Immortal Chief's formation preference.
The methods of formation restriction are vast and complex, and can be subdivided into many schools. When the levels of each school are about the same, it is inevitable that true immortals will have subjective preferences when judging their level.
This was exactly what the Book of Changes needed. After giving instructions, each sect used its ability to suppress the bottom of the box and arranged formations such as trapping, banning, and suppressing.
The attraction of ten pure Yang elixirs is too great!
What's more, winning the elixir and forming a causal relationship with the true immortal laid the foundation for future success.
All the real people were standing behind the real immortal, waiting quietly for the feast to begin. According to the past time, it should be noon.
On February 2nd, the latent dragon ascends to the sky, and Yang Qi emerges. Today's noon is a rare positive Yang hour in the year, which coincides with Taoist practice.
The spiritual light in Zhou Yi's hand manifested, and the Ziying sword turned into a stream of light, passing through the formation in all directions.
Buzz!
Under attack from the sword energy, the trap formations on all sides moved on their own, preventing the Ziying Sword from leaving Yunshan.
Zhou Yi said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, enough to stop the immortals and Buddhas for a moment."
Wang Yuanhua nodded and said: "After all, all the sects are deploying with all their strength, leading up to the stars and down to the earth's veins. Even if I try my best to attack, I can't break the formation instantly in a hurry!"
All the immortals looked at each other, wondering what the two immortals meant.
"Let's go to the mountain and see what this Taoist master is hiding behind!"
Zhou Yi fell to the ground and stepped towards the place shrouded by five-color fairy clouds.
Master Chunyang Guan Yunyi's face changed slightly, and he quickly followed up and said: "Immortal Chief, above is the place where Chunyang Taoist Lord is seated. You..."
"Can't I go up?"
Zhou Yi's voice was calm: "Although I come from outside the region, I admire Chunyang Taoist Master quite a lot and want to go up and pay my respects."
"Immortal, please calm down! This junior did not intend to obstruct it, but the Taoist master left a legacy when he passed away."
Master Yun Yi explained: "Only the descendants of the Taoist sect who are about to reach the end of their lifespan can climb the mountain to understand the Taoist essence. If they violate it, they will suffer from the five degenerations of heaven and man."
Other real people nodded, including Sanwu, who all knew about this.
"Is there such a thing?"
Zhou Yi asked: "Is it just a curse that stops you from moving forward? This is the face of immortal fate!"
Yun Yi looked embarrassed, not daring to lie in front of the true immortal: "Actually, there are some Taoist friends who do not believe in evil. However, after stepping into the immortal light, the soul slips left outside quickly died."
Sanwu persuaded: "Grandmaster, Master Chunyang is one of the three ancestors of the Taoist sect. His magical power is unpredictable, so it's better not to take risks."
"It is rumored that Chunyang Taoist Master is kind-hearted and is the ancestor of Yunzhou Taoist Sect. How could he massacre his descendants innocently?"
Zhou Yi asked: "Have you ever doubted that it is not the Taoist master above, but some big devil!"
"Immortal, be careful what you say!"
All the real people bowed and saluted, but their eyes were wandering and their meanings were incomprehensible.
The founder of Yunxiao Dao Palace, Huayang Zhenxian, came from outside the territory and had little relationship with Chunyang Dao Master. Sanwu spoke more directly.
"Grandmaster, there are very few people in the Taoist sect who are willing to climb to the top of the mountain to understand the Taoist master's inheritance!"
Taoist monks are not fools. It is impossible for them to wholeheartedly regard it as the forbidden area of ancestral land just because the ancestor is seated here.
Many ancestors climbed the mountain before their death, but none of them came down. They fell into the mountain one after another. The masters of the sect had already suspected it.
Whether it's the big devil on the mountain, the Tao Master's curse, or even the Tao Master who's not dead at all, everyone stays away from him.
Experts in refining the gods have been able to extract spiritual veins and arrange places with thin spiritual energy into immortal mountains and blessed places. However, they have stayed away from Yunshan to establish sects. The main reason is due to the "Tao Master inheritance".
"I will kill the immortals and destroy the Buddhas. What should I fear from Yunshan? Today I am going to the mountain to see who is pretending to be a ghost!"
Zhou Yi slowly said: "You each guard one side. No matter who wants to escape from Yunshan, they must resist for a while with a formation. If you can't resist, I am not afraid. You can think about the consequences."
"This is the reward for hosting the formation!"
With that said, he waved his hand and threw out ten bottles of Pure Yang elixir, which fell into the hands of the sect leaders of the Dao Alliance.
Hit a stick and give me a sweet date!
Besides, as the Immortal said, he is not afraid of the revenge of the demon, but the sects can't bear it.
The Immortals had no choice but to accept the immortal pills and bowed their heads to receive the order: "Follow the Immortal's order!"
"Daoyou Yuanhua, let's go up and take a look."
Zhou Yi waved his hand to disperse the five-colored immortal light in front of him, revealing a mountain road of dozens of feet in radius.
The five-colored immortal light covering the top of the mountain, I don't know what kind of formation or magical power it is, it can isolate the consciousness, reduce the magic power, and it circulates endlessly, and it is indestructible. Even with Zhou Yi's magic power, it is difficult to remove it completely.
Zhou Yi stepped forward, and another voice came from behind him.
"Grandmaster, wait a minute!"
The speaker was Yunying Zhenren, with a firm face, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter whether the formation is presided over by me or my junior brother. There are many dangers on the mountain. I am willing to be the pioneer for the immortal!"
Zhou Yi showed a strange look on his face and reminded: "The one on the mountain is not simple. If he really fights, it will be difficult to take care of others."
When Yunying heard this, his mind became more determined. The ancestor said so, so he should know who is on the mountain.
The so-called fasting and offering ceremony is to trap the monsters on the mountain. The immortals have already planned it, so what are they afraid of?
Yunying strode into the range of the immortal light and said: "Grandmaster, I will lead the way for you!"
The eyes of the others lit up, and they immediately understood Yunying's thoughts. Among them, four Yangshen Zhenren were eager to try and said one after another.
"Immortal, we are willing to be the pioneers to help you subdue the monsters!"
The life span of these four people is less than one-tenth. Instead of living for decades, it is better to take this opportunity to fight.
There are big demons harming people on the mountain, and there is also the inheritance of the Pure Yang Taoist Master. Immortal fate is always sought in danger, not to mention that there is a real immortal sitting in charge.
Moreover, with the Pure Yang Immortal Pill in hand, as long as the soul is not instantly scattered, it can be saved, which is equivalent to ten lives.
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Then let's go up the mountain together!"
The remaining Yangshen Zhenren looked hesitant. They were tempted by the inheritance of the Taoist Master on the mountain, but they knew clearly that the probability was extremely low. There were still one or two hundred years of life left, so there was no need to fight for this moment.
"The ancestor went up the mountain to eliminate the demon, and we must preside over the formation."
Sanwu said, "Once the demon dies, there will be no danger on Yunshan Mountain, and anyone can go up. The inheritance of the Taoist Master will be obtained by those who are destined, and it has nothing to do with going up the mountain early or late?"
Everyone nodded when they heard it. Now the Taoist Alliance obviously respects the Yunxiao Taoist Palace, and what Sanwu said may not be the true immortal's intention.
Sanwu's voice was excited, encouraging everyone to work together, and privately sent a message to Zhou Yi.
"Mr. Zhou, you stay behind the Nine Skies Cloud Formation. If the demon is fierce, save your life first. The ancestor will not blame you!"
"Understood..."
Zhou Yi had no choice but to reply.
Sanwu reminded him that no one who practices spiritual cultivation is consistent, and he needs to take another layer of insurance.
...
Yunshan.
The five Yangshen Zhenren were in front, casting spells to drive away the five-color fairy light and explore the way.
Zhou Yi and Wang Yuanhua followed behind, guarding against sneak attacks that could appear at any time.
The mountain road they passed behind was covered by fairy light again, and the seven people could only see a scene within a radius of ten feet.
Fortunately, there was no illusion in the fairy light. They would reach the top of the mountain in a short time along the mountain road.
Suddenly.
A half-human-high phantom appeared in front, motionless.
Yun Ying looked solemn, and cast dozens of protective spells in a row, and drove the magic weapon to disperse the fairy light, and saw the phantom clearly.
It was a tombstone, on which was written: Tomb of Hong Yuan of Chunyang Temple.
"Senior Hong Yuan, the master of Chunyang Temple six hundred years ago!"
Yunying took out three incense sticks, lit them, and bowed to pay respect.
"Wait a minute."
Zhou Yi waved his hand and sprinkled spiritual light on the tombstone, and the tomb shattered.
Yunying and others' faces changed slightly, and they did not bother to pay respect to their ancestors, and cast magic defense.
The soil of the tomb was turned over, revealing a stone coffin.
Zhou Yi waved his hand to open the coffin lid, and there were only clothes and hats inside, but no remains.
The flesh of a master of spiritual cultivation, after being tempered by magic power and Yin Shen, will not rot for hundreds of years after death, and can even be refined into a superior magic weapon.
Zhou Yi shook his head and waved his hand, saying: "Continue to climb the mountain!"
Since the appearance of Hong Yuan's tomb, we began to encounter tombstones of various sizes along the way, and the age from bottom to top is getting older and older.
The fonts engraved on the tombstones are exactly the same, so they should have been built by the same person.
Without Zhou Yi breaking it open, Yunying and others dug the graves, but there were no corpses, only cenotaphs.
Devoured by demons?
Seizing the body?
Method of refining corpses?
Yunying and others were confused, with more and more defensive magic lights on their bodies, and holding the Pure Yang Immortal Pill in their mouths, ready to turn into a light and run away at any time.
The tombstones became more and more dense from bottom to top, and when approaching the top of the mountain, there were almost tombstones everywhere.
The tomb owner was too old this year, and except for a few famous Yang God masters, the others were unknown.
Some of the names were not Taoist monks at first glance, such as a certain Zen master and a certain divine monk.
This was because the inheritance of the Pure Yang Taoist was too tempting, attracting monks from several continents, all wanting to try it out. What if the Taoist inheritance did not care about the Taoist tradition and race?
Near the top of the mountain, there were so many tombstones that there was no place to stay, so only a few names were engraved on one monument.
Yunying and the others continued to cast spells, and there was a rumbling sound of plowing the land. There was no corpse, even in the oldest grave on the mountaintop.
Going up again.
Dispersing the five-colored fairy light, only a nine-colored lotus throne was seen, and a Taoist with a green face and a skinny body sat on the throne.
The Taoist made a pure seal with his hands, his eyes were closed, and there was no sign of life.
"Master Chunyang!"
Yunying and the others were excited and were about to kneel down, but when they saw the stone tablet on the ground, they retreated and hid behind the real immortal.
The Taoist Master Chunyang has the grace to preach the Taoism. It doesn't matter if you worship the statue and express your respect on weekdays, but it's better to be careful when you meet him in person.
"Immortal, this is the ancestor of Chunyang. It is rumored that he is the disciple of the Taoist Master!"
"The second disciple of the Taoist Master is actually like this, which is a little different from what I thought."
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he looked at the Taoist Master Chunyang. He was still lifeless, as if he had really passed away.
If it weren't for the demon illustration pointing directly at the Taoist in front, it was the real body of Taoist Master Fangxian, Zhou Yi should have burned incense and left. After all, he was the ancestor of the Yunzhou Taoist inheritance and had great merit in preaching the Taoism.
Zhou Yi's thoughts moved, and the apricot yellow flag hung above his head. He said loudly: "We just fought a few days ago, and you are avoiding me today. Taoist friends are too heartless!"
Wang Yuanhua's temper was much more irritable. The long spear in his hand was like thunder, and it directly hit the Taoist's forehead.
The Taoist slowly opened his eyes, and before the thunder came, he loudly announced the Taoist name.
"May the blessings of the Immortal Heavenly Venerable be born!"
Endless five-colored fairy light gathered, covering the Taoist's body, and condensed into a five-colored light wheel behind his head.
Boom!
Thunder roared, sweeping in all directions.
Half of the cloud mountain instantly turned into nothingness, the rocks and tombstones turned to ashes, leaving only the Taoist sitting on the lotus platform.
The thin Taoist's face changed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye he became the Taoist Master Fang Xian, and said in a cold voice: "Yesterday, I talked to Bai Lian about fellow Taoist. He was right. Fellow Taoist is too ruthless, and there will be no good results in the future!"
Zhou Yi's face showed a strange color: "Isn't Bai Lian in the Wangchuan River?"
"I am the master of one way, indestructible and immortal!"
Fang Xian Taoist Master showed a proud look on his face and said: "How can the water of the Wangchuan River stop me from discussing the Tao?"
"That's too troublesome..."
Zhou Yi sighed: "It's better to send fellow Taoist to death, so that it will be more convenient to communicate with Bai Lian!"
As soon as the voice fell, nine immortal swords rose into the air, carrying infinite sword energy to form a Zhoutian star sword formation.
Zi Ying Qing Suo stood in the middle, fixing the moon and the sun.
Seven immortal swords of different sizes fell on the seven stars in the east, and led the star sword light.
Qi Xiujian, a set of immortal swords rewarded by the demon illustration after killing Dong Yun.
Each of them can be called a pure yang treasure. They are slightly inferior to Ziying and Qingsuo in power, but when combined, they are far more powerful than ordinary immortal weapons.
Among them, the dragon and snake swords are the most powerful, just in line with the Eastern Canglong zodiac. After joining forces to bless the Canglong Seven Stars, the power of the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation has increased by more than one level.
Ang!
With a dragon roar, the sword energy condensed into a hundred-foot Canglong, opening its mouth to swallow Fang Xiandao Master!
Each of them can be called a pure yang treasure. They are slightly inferior to Ziying and Qingsuo in power, but when combined, they are far more powerful than ordinary immortal weapons.
Among them, the dragon and snake swords are the most powerful, just in line with the Eastern Canglong zodiac. After joining forces to bless the Canglong Seven Stars, the power of the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation has increased by more than one level.
Ang!
With a dragon roar, the sword energy condensed into a hundred-foot Canglong, opening its mouth to swallow Fang Xiandao Master!