Chapter 0738 Nine Great Treasures and Eighteen Subjects

Pangshan Grandmaster Yang Yannian was the first to arrive. It was still a while before dawn. The stars had gone and the moon was setting in the west. It was the darkest time of the night. The cold wind blew from the mainland, and a hole was torn a hundred steps away from the island, and it whistled around the island.

Yang Yannian waved his finger, and the whistling sound disappeared. The original scenery on the island was too rough, and it quickly became refined under his magic. The reefs lost their sharp edges, the trees became more upright, the flowers and plants became more beautiful, and even the night and the moonlight became softer. All the changes were completed unconsciously. The whole island was like a student painting modified by a master.

The Taoist tradition is the pure land. Grandmaster Pangshan has a little cleanliness.

The demon-suppressing bell has not changed. It is a stubborn stone in the river of magic, standing still.

The bald man lay on the top of the bell and was surprised to find that his hair, which had not been washed for several days, was much smoother and all the dirt had disappeared. He retreated a short distance, revealing his eyes and looking at the Grandmaster Pangshan on the back of the Demon-Suppressing Bell.

He was afraid of the Grandmaster, even more than he was afraid of his father and Mr. Qin, the teacher, when he was a child, but he felt that he had to do something. Yang Qingyin was being taken care of by her mother in the tent and could give birth at any time. He was responsible for handling all matters outside the tent.

"Ahem... Grandmaster, disciple... disciple..." The bald man said in a mosquito-like voice.

"Your name is Mu Songxuan?" Yang Yannian did not look back, his eyes passed the tent not far away and looked at the eastern continent.

"Well, my name is Mu Songxuan, and there is something..."

"Do you want to know if I am here to take the baby away?"

The bald man didn't care that someone could see through his thoughts. Instead, he was very happy and a little bolder. "Children should stay with their mothers."

"What if the mother is in danger?"

The bald man was already surprised that the master was willing to answer his question. He was speechless when he heard this rhetorical question. After a while, he said, "We are all protecting my mother... protecting Yang Qingyin. She is not in danger, right?"

Yang Yannian turned around, his expression was serious, but his eyes were gentle, "Inner Dan, if the baby has a pure Taoist inner elixir, we must take him away. If he doesn't, it is up to the baby's mother to decide whether to go or stay. "

"That's fair. "The bald man said with a smile, thinking that the master was quite kind. Suddenly, he found that the master's eyes were a little wandering, so he turned his head and saw that there were more than ten Taoists behind him. They stood very scattered and looked at the tent not far away.

The Taoists were silent. The bald man knew that they were talking in a spiritual way. He did not dare to speak. He waited silently. He only felt that there were small insects flying around his ears. Every time he wanted to hear clearly, the small insects disappeared. He had a feeling that the Taoists' argument seemed very intense.

There were a total of 17 Taoists. The bald man only recognized a few people such as Yang Yannian, the master of Pangshan, and Fang Xunmo, the ancestor of Wangshan. He thought that the status and realm of other Taoists must not be low. He became more and more uneasy in his heart. He always felt that he was redundant here, but he did not dare to move a step.

Time As time went by, the sun gradually rose. There was no sound in the tent, and the buzzing of the insects beside the bald man's ears also disappeared. There were people around, but it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The ancestor Fang Xunmo came over with a smile on his face. The bald man smiled back. He felt that he had not missed anything, but when he looked down, he was no longer on the top of the bell, but floating in the air more than ten steps away from the demon-suppressing bell.

He didn't know what was going on, so he could only be an honest bystander.

Fang Xunmo stretched out his right arm, and his five fingers pinched out changing spells. The bald man couldn't tell at all. He only saw the demon-suppressing bell slowly rising and stopping in the air more than ten feet high. What surprised him was that the bell was not empty, and there was a slightly smaller tripod.

The demon-suppressing bell made a sound, and the bald man could see and feel it, but he couldn't hear it. The sound of the bell spread only to the north, and the sea water froze quickly. A moment later, the huge waves that had already frozen in the distance began to move and grew twice as high.

The bald man opened his mouth wide, and could not say anything.

When the growing huge waves solidified again, the demon-suppressing bell in the air disappeared.

The second Taoist priest came forward. She was a middle-aged woman. Her ring-shaped bun and gorgeous Taoist robe showed that she was from Luanjing Mountain. The bald man suddenly remembered that the tripod in the bell was the Siming Tripod, the treasure of Luanjing Mountain. He had seen it before, but it was not so big at that time.

The Siming Tripod rose to the middle of the air, and a breeze passed by, which seemed to carry a fragrance. The bald man still could not smell it, but he felt very comfortable. Every pore was dilated, something went in and something came out. The wind blew only to the north, and the frozen sea water became more transparent, and the reefs and motionless on the seabed could be seen. of fish and shrimp.

Another object appeared under the tripod, a furnace with fire burning inside. Baldy immediately guessed that it was the Wandi Mountain Unextinguished Furnace.

The third Taoist stepped forward, and the Unextinguished Furnace rose. A wind and fire instantly covered the northern sea area, but the ice did not melt. After the fire went out, the ice surface had a faint red color.

Next was a three-story building carved from a whole piece of wood. The Qishan Treasure Building was worthy of its name. It emitted a large group of dazzling light to the north. Afterwards, the ice surface of the North Sea had a layer of jewels and gems.

The fifth treasure was a square stone with a lot of ancient patterns engraved on it. The magic of Hongshan Instant Platform was a vibration, which was faster than the previous treasures. The ice surface within hundreds of miles of the entire northern sea area was almost cracked at the same time, and then recovered as before, looking a little harder.

The bald man's eyes went dark, but before he could figure it out, the black had disappeared, and the magic of the Demon Cave had ended. The frozen ocean in the north seemed to be deeper, and there was no other change.

When the seventh treasure appeared, the bald man almost cheered. It was the Great Bright Mirror of Zhaoshan, which was also much smaller than he remembered. If there were not so many high-level Taoists around, he really wanted to rush over to take a look, but unfortunately there was no chance. The Great Bright Mirror only faced the north. When it disappeared in mid-air, a soft light like the sunset appeared above the ice surface of the North Sea.

The bald man had seen the eighth treasure. It was a shallow basin filled with water from the sword washing pool. The master of Yashan, Shen Cangqi, cast a spell himself, and a layer of water appeared on the ice surface of hundreds of miles. It was thin but continuous and covered the entire sea area.

The bald man finally understood what these Taoists were doing.

They were reinforcing the restrictions of Zhibubang!

But he was powerless to resist, nor did he dare to resist, and he couldn't even open his mouth to express his thoughts.

The last treasure was very familiar to Baldy. He had stared at it for many days in a room in Duanliu City. Yang Yannian, the Grandmaster of Pangshan, cast a few spells at the Ancestral Tower in the air, but until the Ancestral Tower disappeared, there was no change on the sea. Baldy opened his eyes and pricked up his ears, but he didn't notice anything.

All the spells ended just like that, and the North Sea became a wonder, beautiful and terrifying, bizarre.

The bald man sighed and finally spoke, "Why don't you let Brother Xiaoqiu out? Anyway, the purpose of the Taoist tradition has been achieved. What's the point of keeping him in there?"

The bald man received a rare special treatment. The founder Fang Xunmo explained to him in person, "There are unclean things in Zhibubang, and they must not flow out. Since Mu Xingqiu has entered, he can't come out."

"But...but...what if Brother Xiaoqiu can come out by himself?"

Fang Xunmo smiled, "If he can come out, he should come out."

The bald man couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence, so he had to mutter: "Brother Xiaoqiu will not give up. He has been practicing in there. I saw it and felt it."

The nine Taoist treasures have disappeared. Fang Xunmo pointed to the place where they just appeared. "It was the nine instruments that connected you and Mu Xingqiu's emotions. Now it's no longer possible. Whether it's magic or emotions, you can no longer enter and exit Zhibubang. Mu Xingqiu's spirit is commendable, but my help to him can only go so far."

The bald man couldn't say anything, but he was always holding back a breath of anger in his mind. He couldn't help but say, "The law of Taoism is boundless, why is it bounded now? Brother Xiaoqiu has never done anything wrong or bad, why is he the one who went in, not... not you?"

"Cause is effect, he went in, so he went in, if..."

"It's all lies!" The bald man shouted angrily, and with a puff, something seemed to break around him. He knew that this was a sign that the magic had disappeared. It turned out that he had been affected by the magic, so he didn't dare to speak or defend himself. Now his anger broke through the magic, and he even dared to interrupt the master, "You have the ability to control everything. What Brother Xiaoqiu did voluntarily was actually arranged by you. Now you want to take Xiao Xiaoqiu away..."

The bald man was so angry that his face turned red. He flew to the door of the tent and turned to the seventeen Taoists, "I won't let you take the baby away. I don't want to, Brother Xiaoqiu doesn't want to, and I don't want to. You said cause is effect, so we don't want to. Do you have the ability to make us willingly hand over Xiao Xiaoqiu?"

No Taoist answered him, and the master Fang Xunmo didn't speak either, just smiled. The bald man suddenly felt ashamed. He actually spoke to the high-level Taoist priests in this manner. You know, any one of them could easily kill him, but they were all very friendly... The bald man reacted and shouted, "Don't cast a spell on me. If you don't want to..."

"Wow..."

A loud cry came from the tent.

The seventeen Taoist priests outside the tent pinched different spells at the same time and took turns to say the Taoist discipline they belonged to: forbidden secrets, bright mirror, huge furnace, lamp and candle, precepts, elixir, talisman, chanting, yin and yang, cave, jade, divine work, five elements, sword, treasure, mysterious, and transformation.

The only one missing was the mind-reading discipline.

The crying continued in the tent. The seventeen Taoist priests changed their spells and said the name of the Taoist discipline again. This was repeated three times, and no Taoist priest spoke again.

The bald man suddenly understood that the Taoist priests not only wanted the baby to have an inner elixir, but also wanted to get a natural disciple of the mind-reading discipline to complete the eighteen disciplines of the Taoist tradition.