Chapter 156: Leng Daoist Casts a Spell
Early in the morning, northeast of Xiaoxianjie.
In a wilderness, an unknown barren mountain stood abruptly. The mountain is gentle, and the foot lines form a smooth arc. It looks more like a huge mound.
What's even more strange is that there is not a single tree on the entire mountain, only piles of rocks of different sizes and irregularly shaped large bluestones scattered all over the hillside and the top of the mountain.
Nine figures appeared early at the foot of the mountain.
Xu Yang, with fine and broken hair, stood in the middle. The golden sunshine reflected on his delicate and young face, but he revealed a maturity and determination that was not commensurate with his age.
Bai Mujin, dressed in white clothes and curling up like a white flower standing in the dust, stood beside Xu Yang.
"Sir, Princess West will not break her promise."
"Probably not. The world has already announced it. For the sake of Confucianism's face, they will come." Xu Yang replied affirmatively.
The red-nosed Leng Taoist said from the side: "Lu Wujie and Linghu Xia from West County are both cunning and cunning people. Many casual cultivators have been deceived and tortured by them in the past. We'd better be careful."
Jing Daoren, who has a sallow complexion and a thin face, frowned and said, "Especially Linghu Xia from West County. Last time our three evil spirits were trapped by his design on the outskirts of Beicheng and almost fell."
The jade Buddha, who was dressed in apricot Buddhist robes and looked dignified, shook the silver whisk in his hand, looked slightly cold, and shook his head helplessly. The last brutal fight on the outskirts of Beicheng seemed to be vivid in his mind.
That time, Linghu Xia sent someone to pretend to be a gangster businessman and agreed to trade with Sansha on the outskirts of Beicheng. The three immediately fell into the trap set by Linghu Xia and fought desperately to escape. Leng Daoren broke an arm, and Jing Daoren Three ribs were broken, especially at that time, Jade Buddha had great hope of advancing to the True Alchemy Realm, but was severely injured by Linghu Xia, causing his cultivation to stagnate.
Taoist Xuan, who was dressed in a black Taoist robe, stroked his silver beard under his chin with one hand and said: "The people in the East County are not good people. If we hadn't used us to hold the West County back, they wouldn't have been so kind as to give Qinghua Mountain City to the casual cultivators for free. ”
The corner of Gui Dazui's mouth curled up and he said, "This time we are just using each other." After saying that, he subconsciously grasped the hilt of the ghost sword exposed outside the leather scabbard.
"As long as we can open up the channel to the outside world this time, those things in the past will never happen again." Bai Muhua on the side comforted.
Fat Toutuo put one hand on his big belly and tapped his index finger rhythmically without saying a word.
"I believe we will succeed this time." Xu Yang encouraged.
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Half an hour later, a silver rainbow flew from the eastern sky, getting closer and closer to where everyone was.
The silver light dimmed, and a silver flying boat appeared.
The flying boat is only about ten feet in size. The body of the boat is painted with exquisite tiger-shaped patterns in gold pen. There are two people standing on the bow of the boat. One of them is wearing a blue Confucian brocade shirt and has a graceful and dignified appearance. The other one is tall and has a chin and beard. A mighty aura.
Immediately, the clothes of the two people fluttered, like two flying cranes floating down from the silver flying boat, and came to the crowd.
"Mr. Dongling and General Shangguan Aoyun of Dongjun are here to help. It's polite." After saying that, Mr. Dongling raised his fists towards the people in front of him.
Shangguan Aoyun waved his hand, and the silver flying boat became about the size of a foot. He took it back and followed Lord Dongling to signal to everyone.
"The leaders of Qinghua Mountain City have thanked me here." Xu Yang said loudly, clasping his fists in return.
The other leaders also returned the favor with clasped fists.
"Dongjun City has had successful cooperation with Qinghua Mountain City recently. I believe we can still cooperate happily this time." Lord Dongling said.
"Thanks to the two top experts from Dongjun coming to help us this time, we will definitely succeed." Xu Yang replied.
"This barren mountain is located. According to the historical records of Xiaoxian Realm, at the beginning of Xiaoxian Realm, there was an evil spirit that haunted Xiaoxian Realm. This evil spirit killed countless people. Later, it was killed and buried here.
The person who killed the evil spirit was Immortal Master Lu Qingyun, the founder of the Xiaoxian Realm, and another name of this place is the Cursed Mountain. "Jun Dongling continued.
"Why is it called the Cursed Mountain?" Bai Muhua asked.
"Because most of the people who entered this mountain went crazy and died."
"Mr. Dongling, don't be pretentious. We, the Three Evils, have been looking for a way to leave Xiaoxian Realm for the past three hundred years, and finally discovered that there is an underground palace hidden here. The same place has not been found in Xiaoxian Realm, so, The eight achievements here are the formation eyes that isolate the Xiaoxian Realm. Ordinary people will go crazy because of the influence of the rock formation on this mountain. As long as they have enough cultivation, it will not be a big problem," said Taoist Jing.
"Fellow Daoist Jing is right, this underground palace in the barren mountain was built by man. The formation inside it comes from the Confucian sect, most likely it was set up by Lu Qingyun. The most important point is the formation eye that isolates the formation. "
"We also knew that this place was abnormal, but we couldn't find the entrance to the underground palace, so the matter was dropped. How did you find it?" Lord Dongling asked.
"It was a poor Taoist who accidentally discovered that the rocks scattered on the surface of this barren mountain looked ordinary, but inside they contained the Taoist "Earth Interception Fire Formation". This formation is actually the key to unlocking this underground palace. However, It can only be opened at this time of year," Leng Daoren said proudly.
"It turns out to be a Taoist formation. No wonder I used Confucian techniques to explore it before but couldn't find the method." Lord Dongling nodded and said.
"We initially thought this place was an underground treasure house of Confucianism, so we didn't publicize it. After entering it, we found a line of writing on a stone wall inside."
"What are the words?"
"The beginning of the world of sages, the land of mysterious spirits."
"According to the literal meaning of these eight words, this is indeed very likely to be the center of the isolation formation." Dong Lingjun nodded.
After hearing the two people's question and answer, the others also inferred and confirmed it.
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Not long after, a group of three-color clouds flew over the western skyline, and the speed was faster than the previous flying boat. In a blink of an eye, it came to the crowd. The colorful clouds scattered dazzling red, yellow and blue, hovering in the air. In the tumbling waves, a gilded cloud-driving flying car was looming inside.
After a while, the colorful clouds gathered, and the outline of the flying car was clearly revealed.
From time to time, three-color clouds emerged from the bottom of the flying car, and the dragon scale-like decorations on the body of the car were shining with golden light. There was a golden dragon head on each side of the front of the car, which was gorgeous and majestic.
Four people sat on it.
They were the West County Lord Lv Wujie, who was wearing a purple python robe and had a rosy face, the West County Prime Minister Linghu Xia, who was wearing a gray robe and was old but strong, the West County General Ning Jing, who was tall and straight, with thick eyebrows and wide mouth, and the dignified Lv Qingyu, who was dressed in a water blue dress.
The flying car landed steadily on the ground, and the four people got off the flying car calmly.
With a "bang", the flying car turned into a foot in size in a cloud of mist and was taken back by Lv Qingyu.
"Sorry to have kept the leaders waiting for a long time." The West County Lord Lv Wujie, who was walking in front, said loudly.
"Welcome all friends from West County." Xu Yang said neither servile nor arrogant.
Lv Qingyu, who was following at the back, nodded secretly to Xu Yang.
"Lord West County Lord, how are you?" Dong Lingjun said.
"Dongjun Lord Wang Tianming chose to stay in Beiqing Mountain for a long time for the welfare of Xiaoxianjie. He is a role model of our Confucianism and should be respected by all. This time, we will participate in the activity of Ditan without hesitation to continue to carry forward the holy power of Confucianism and seek greater welfare for the future of Xiaoxianjie. Of course, we also have to thank the leaders of Qingcheng Mountain for participating." Xijun Lord said as if she was the protagonist of this event.
"This old man is really good at flattering himself." Leng Daoren twisted his red nose and complained in his heart.
"The tone is really in line with his usual pretentious temple style. What did he do after the fact?" Jing Daoren was also dissatisfied.
The scattered cultivators of Qinghua Mountain heard it and were angry in their hearts, but they couldn't get angry.
After hearing this, Dong Lingjun smiled slightly, and then replied: "The two masters of the East and West counties are far-sighted, which is a blessing for the Confucian school and the people of the Xiaoxian world."
"Ning Jing, it's really surprising to meet you here. I used to compete with you on the battlefield." Shangguan Aoyun, the general of the East County, said on the side.
"Shangguan Aoyun, I didn't come here to fight with you this time. I hope we can have a chance to compete." After saying that, Ning Jing, the general of the West County, replied.
"Everyone is here, let the leaders of Qinghua Mountain City take the lead and open this underground palace." Dong Lingjun said.
Xu Yang nodded to Leng Daoren.
After Leng Daoren understood, he said loudly: "Please wait for me to cast a spell."
After saying that, he took out three little people sewn with small pieces of cowhide, each of which was only the size of a palm, with rough eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose painted on their heads, and Taoist talismans outlined in blue on their torsos.
Then, Leng Daoist pinched his fingertips and squeezed out three drops of blood, which dripped onto the three leather figures.
With a flash of red light, the three figures, which were originally like dolls, seemed to have life, and red spiritual light flashed in their eyes.
Leng Daoist said: "Use Tao to transform spirit, use blood to transform wisdom, and give you a true body... In front of the Lihuo formation, use water magic, follow me to break the formation, and hurry up and make a wish order."
After saying that, he threw the three leather figures in front of him, then sat cross-legged, made a heart-holding handprint with both hands in front of him, spread his spiritual consciousness, and used mental power to control their movements.
The three leather figures were surrounded by blue water ripples, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into real-life size, divided into three groups, and walked quickly. Every step they took would leave a faint blue water mark under their feet, and soon they entered the depths of the barren mountain.
Looking down from the sky, you can clearly see the blue water marks left on the route of the three leather figures, gradually outlining the appearance of the formation.
And it will stay at the specific location of the stone pile for a while, with blue spiritual patterns flashing on the palm, injecting a large amount of blue water power into the stone pile.
Half an hour later, the three little men came to the center of the mountain top.
At the foot of the mountain, the cold Taoist who was originally sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, formed a lion seal with his hands, and shouted: "Seal!"
A surge of spiritual pressure spread from the cold Taoist's body. At the same time, the three puppets on the top of the mountain sat cross-legged opposite each other, with their palms connected to form a circle.
With a "puff" sound.
Blue flames suddenly ignited on the three little men, and under the tumbling flames, the little men's bodies gradually disappeared, leaving a blue water vortex about ten feet in size on the ground.