(Large chapter, uploaded a little late.)
The goddess in white and the two gods in blue have disappeared.
Half a decade later, the water curtain will appear again.
If the tenth day comes and there are more than five people left here, a heavenly catastrophe will occur and everyone will be killed.
Huan Yun found that the talisman he had buried in the caisson had collapsed. Apparently, the gods of the mountains and rivers here had closed the way out of the immortal mansion.
On this side of the white jade arch bridge, monks and warriors from all walks of life were mixed together, looking at each other in bewilderment.
The people who Huan Yun had managed to win over earlier were instantly shaken back to their original shape.
Return to a piece of loose sand.
Even if there were six people, they all retreated in unison and put some distance between themselves and the people around them.
Only Bai Bi and Zhan Qing stood side by side, communicating silently.
For a moment, the heaven and earth were silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
The young man and woman in Yunshang City felt increasingly heavy.
The young woman asked: "Brother, can Master Huan protect us?"
The man smiled bitterly and said: "Perhaps the old master is unwilling to kill us because he has already exhausted his kindness and justice."
The woman's beauty faded.
The man said helplessly: "Huan Yun is not one of his own family after all. The only person we can trust now is Xu Cangfeng."
After a while, the two of them pondered the dilemma together and tried to break the deadlock, but unfortunately they still could not come up with a solution.
The person who came from the Dragon Gate Realm to worship the two of them after a long journey, the real protector of the two of them, fell beside the two of them, with a solemn look on his face, and said slowly: "Why don't you give me the white jade pen tube, and I will divert everyone's attention.
attention."
The man handed over the square-inch object without hesitation and said gratefully, "I'll give it to you for your hard work."
The old priest carefully put the white jade pen tube into his sleeve and walked away.
The young woman looked surprised.
The man shook his head and signaled her not to speak.
Although the young woman is not as calm and careful as her senior brother, and has been taught a lesson by the city lord Shen Zhenze, she still knows that handing over the trivial things at this moment is definitely not a good thing.
The man said in his heart: "If we hadn't handed it over just now, we would have been two corpses now. In half a decade, if we and this Tao worshiper can survive to that day, just wait, and the square inch things will be returned."
Original owner."
The woman said sadly: "Wait until the water curtain disappears, and then be taken away?"
The man smiled and said, "Otherwise?"
Women's pear blossoms bring rain.
The man wiped away her tears gently, without saying a word.
It’s not that I don’t want to say something, it’s that I have nothing to say.
Under the green bamboo in the back mountain, Di Yuanfeng looked solemn and glanced up. He had no intention of causing trouble for the old man in black robes and planned to hide as far away as possible.
Di Yuanfeng ran down the mountain without hesitation and bypassed the palace.
Chen Ping'an slid down the bamboo pole and passed by the palace buildings. He found that there was no movement on Master Huang's side. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Taoist Sun took off two packages, large and small, and placed them at his feet.
I didn't dare to lose the package and run away. I was worried that someone would punch the master to death, and I would have to say nothing at all. He was a wild cultivator in the sea-viewing realm, and he was really not enough.
Sun Daoren could only bet that if a group of people saw him, they would accept it as soon as they saw him, and they would only take their money but not their lives.
At this moment, even if he is really the Immortal Genealogy Master of the Leishen Mansion in Baby Mountain, will it work? It’s useless.
When Chen Ping'an saw this scene, he thought that this old Taoist was finally smart. He didn't lose his treasure and run away.
With tears in his eyes, Taoist Sun looked pitifully at Daoist Chen who was standing on top of the wall, and then waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go, the further away the better."
Chen Pingan nodded, "Take care."
Just before leaving, did he lose three talismans? In the past, all of them were talismans that concealed his figure.
Giving a killing talisman as a gift? It doesn’t make much sense anymore.
After telling Taoist Sun the usefulness of this talisman in his heart, Chen Pingan also ran down the mountain.
After Taoren Sun caught the talisman, he looked up again and saw that there was no trace of Fellow Taoist Chen on the wall. He said with emotion: "A friend in need is a true friend."
Chen Ping'an only hoped that Taoist Sun could temporarily save his life by giving up the chance treasure.
After that, there was actually a glimmer of hope.
Lotus Flower Blessed Land was in a similar situation back then. After the fighting, the Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan did not fight a single fight. Not only did he survive to the end, but if he had not failed to board the city on time, he would have obtained a piece of money that flew up to the vast world in vain.
Blessings.
As for the fact that five people were able to survive in the end, and that they had the great blessing of being accepted as direct disciples and registered disciples by some master in the Ascension Realm, Chen Ping'an didn't believe it at all.
On the road of spiritual practice, things that seem to be chance are often the most attractive and intuitive because they are linked to magic weapons. It seems that whoever has the greater chance is the more likely to be a spiritual practitioner.
But Chen Ping'an generally knows that the higher the realm of enlightened people, the more fundamental, aptitude, temperament, and opportunity are indispensable for their disciples.
How could an ancient Ascension Realm great monk accept disciples, especially direct descendants, only based on how many treasures their descendants would obtain in his mountain?
This time, there are hidden murderous intentions everywhere. If we say that the previous pursuit of treasures and opportunities was like everyone practicing wildly on the spiritual path, each with his own agenda, it is quite reasonable and reasonable. Therefore, Chen Ping'an cannot determine whether the customs of this place are righteous or not. Then the current pattern is completely different.
It is forcing everyone to kill people based on their own opinions, which is simply a situation where everyone around them can die. The guy sitting here is clearly not a good person. It is very likely that he deliberately deceives people and makes the remaining forty people commit suicide.
If they kill each other, that person will reap the benefits.
With the foreshadowing of Taoist Sun's pagoda bell suddenly breaking, Chen Ping'an even guessed that the person behind this place might be a big demon, but he was unable to act as he pleased due to some old rules. For example, the existence of that sharp sword energy was extremely dangerous.
It may be a kind of restriction and restriction.
Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Cui Xi on the steps of Luo Po Mountain.
Cui?? was extremely sure of the general trend of the world. At that time, Chen Ping'an wanted to ask Grand Master Dali why he didn't tell certain people about this matter, or directly tell the world.
It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't ask at that time, and then he got the answer himself.
No one listened, no one believed it.
Chen Ping'an did not leave Taoren Sun's building too far.
But there was some calculation.
Do you want to break the sky with the Sword Immortal immediately?
This is a decision that may very well determine life or death.
Because of Chen Ping'an's understanding of this ruins, after the scene of pretending to be a ghost, he raised the level of the local "God" hidden behind the scenes to a higher level. At that time, he was able to successfully escape from the Ghost Valley without warning.
Gao Cheng of Jingguan City was caught off guard, but the man here might have started to keep an eye on him, Chen Ping'an.
So there is a compromise idea.
I will imitate Cheng Yuanshan, the Arm Saint of Lotus Root Blessed Land, and I will hide until ten days later. By then, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and whether the people behind the scenes have good or bad intentions, all will come to light.
It will be very refreshing whether you need to draw the sword or not.
Master Huang walked out of the corner and asked strangely: "Do you care so much about the life and death of Taoist Sun? Are you so worried that I will punch this so-called Lei Shen Zhai Immortal Master to death?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Master Huang twitched his lips, "Why don't you and I work together to defeat the enemy?"
Chen Pingan asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will hold you back?"
Master Huang became more and more suspicious, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What realm are you in? A Dragon Gate realm monk who is proficient in talismans, or a golden elixir earthly immortal?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "What about you?"
Master Huang said with a frank smile: "A fairly passable martial artist in the Golden Body Realm still has a great vengeance to avenge, so he cannot die."
Chen Ping'an said: "Then you treat me as a golden elixir monk, well, a passable golden elixir earthly immortal."
Master Huang thought for a moment and said: "How about we withdraw from this mountain first and try not to be surrounded and killed together? This is naturally the worst situation, but in the current situation you and I are in, there is nothing wrong with thinking a little worse."
To be continued...