The wind and rain roared by, but in the fierce wind, there was a warm silence around the mound.
The enthusiasm was due to the beautiful scene described in the words of the middle-aged female monk, and the silence was a gesture of respect for such a monk.
As for Chu Weiyang, perhaps at the beginning, everyone was jealous that he had received guidance from a middle-aged female cultivator, but as the conversation progressed, the cultivators took it indifferently.
Just like what the middle-aged female cultivator said, this is not necessarily a good thing. If the foundation of this sutra and curse is destroyed in public, whoever faces Chu Weiyang in the future will be on guard. .
The defensive killing technique can no longer be used as a trump card.
So what if it is in the same vein as the "Yun Ji Jing"? It is not the inheritance of the Xie family's "Yun Ji Jing" itself.
In the same place, Chu Weiyang also breathed a sigh of relief.
Earlier, Chu Weiyang blindly used killing to scare their minds, supplemented by the charming words and actions of the Demon Sect. Even so, leading such rebellious people still made Chu Weiyang feel like he was walking on thin ice. .
But at this moment, the middle-aged female cultivator's words were more effective than Chu Weiyang's killings.
At this moment, Zhu Xiu's silent excitement could not be faked.
Just relying on the higher exchange channels between Tao and Dharma is enough for these people to put aside all distracting thoughts and really do these things well.
As his heart relaxed, Chu Weiyang also felt something very similar to being moved.
After a conversation that contained hidden meanings and subtexts, it was no longer just a guess, not just a vague feeling. Chu Weiyang had truly understood what the middle-aged female cultivator told Chu Weiyang. The meaning of expression——
She had already recognized the meaning of the "Yunji Sutra" on Chu Weiyang. She also revealed her identity as a member of the Xie family in Tiantai Daocheng, and in her words, she covered up Chu Weiyang's legal heritage to a certain extent and reiterated The most important thing is that he expressed a kind of unreasonable kindness to Chu Weiyang.
Yes, there is no reason.
At least Chu Weiyang still couldn't figure out what kind of cause and effect there was behind this, so that a monk from the Xie family could express such goodwill to a casual cultivator like himself who was hiding his head and tail.
It seems that the leakage of the legal system does not matter, and it seems that Chu Weiyang's practice of "Yun Ji Sutra" is not an important matter in her eyes.
Could it be that she recognized this level of my identity as Chu Weiyang?
Could it be that she thinks that as a descendant of Panwang Yuanzong, I can be regarded as having this legal authority?
Could it be that this was why she kept staring at me for a few fleeting moments with the look of a friendly junior?
However, in this flash of lightning, the communication between the two people was destined to be so obscure at best.
The complex confusion that emerged in Chu Weiyang's mind was destined to be unsolved by no one in a short time.
In this way, with a little confusion and confusion, Chu Weiyang suppressed his confusion for the time being, and then thought about how he could continue the ancient incense of Panwang Yuanzong with Tiantai Daocheng based on this kind thought. mutual affection.
Even if Panwang Yuanzong is not mentioned, at least Chu Weiyang should return the bones of the Xie family ancestors on the island.
There are so many people nowadays, so it is not the time to mention this.
Just as Chu Weiyang was thinking about various things carefully, he suddenly saw the middle-aged woman smiling again.
"I am Xie Chengqiong of Tiantai Daocheng. If you really redeem this mantra in the future, you can go to Tiantai Daocheng to find me. I will use you as an example today, and then I will make up for it."
After that, without waiting for any further response from Chu Weiyang, Xie Chengqiong stood up from where he was, and the sutra curtain that was suddenly scattered between heaven and earth suddenly came towards Xie Chengqiong again, in the blink of an eye. In a short time, it seemed as if it was about to turn into a spiritual light, wrap around Xie Chengqiong's figure, and escape to Daocheng in the east.
The wind and rain were still howling, and in the continuous sound of wind, Xie Chengqiong's last words were slowly blown.
"Just do your best!"
When the words fell, suddenly, in the wind and rain that filled the sky, there was no place for the big sutra curtain. All that could be seen was the dark sky as usual, as if Xie Chengqiong had really escaped far away. Already.
In the same place, he gently shook the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and Chu Weiyang's voice became calm and hoarse again, coming from under the curtain, and in an instant, Zhu Xiu was dragged back from his beautiful reverie. The bloody world is coming.
"Even if you don't intend to listen to Pindao, you still have to listen to the instructions of this senior Daocheng, right?
It doesn't matter, when there are more people, it's normal for people to have all kinds of ideas and ideas.
To be honest, for you people, there are still too many poor people. The fault is not because the seniors show up, but the poor people are thinking about sifting out another batch of scum!
But it doesn't matter, the long journey ahead is still very long, so if you want to cause trouble, feel free to come, I am free enough to have fun with you guys.
Let’s go!”
When the words fell, Chu Weiyang just nodded quietly towards the alchemy master, and then said no more. He walked down the mound first, ignoring the cultivators beside him, and just stared at the wind and rain. From the direction he came from, he held up the oil-paper umbrella and walked towards Tianwu Daocheng.
In the same spot, everyone looked at each other, and a deathly silence spread among the crowd. After several breaths passed, they remained standing there, like clay sculptures and stone sculptures, motionless.
On the side, the alchemist had already taken steps, but when he saw the figures of the people, he stood still again. He looked at Chu Weiyang's back, and then at the silent people. For a moment, It doesn't matter if it moves, it doesn't matter if it doesn't move.
Just when the alchemist was losing ground, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice blew through the wind and rain.
At first glance, it sounded like Chu Weiyang was chuckling.
"What are you talking about? Why, this is just the beginning, and you are just playing like this? That's okay. Anyone who does not move within ten breaths will be sentenced to death on the spot. Everyone can kill him. What should we say before leaving? Let’s kill for a while and have a lot of fun?”
When Chu Weiyang's words were still floating in the wind, it was as if some kind of silent barrier was suddenly broken. Everyone was still silent, but they started to move sparsely one after another. Protecting the alchemist in the center, he rushed towards Chu Weiyang.
As a result, the chuckle in the wind became more and more cynical.
"ha--!"
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open sea.
In the increasingly thick and dark endless water vapor storm, looking from a distance, there is a magnificent long river of intertwined red and azure colors, which is struggling to separate the layers of curtains, swaying in the storm. With.
Suddenly, a wave crashed down, and in an instant, the light of red and azure intertwined spread out in the mid-air, as if a long river burst its embankment. Then, Yan Jian's slightly embarrassed figure stumbled out of it, step by step deeper.
It was so shallow that it almost fell into the sea in the wind and rain.
Looking at Yan Jianwei carefully, he could see that the severe pain was still tormenting him. Most of the Taoist's body seemed extremely stiff, as if it had been frozen inside by some invisible ice.
Until a certain moment, Yan Jianwei's figure suddenly paused, and then his face turned pale. When he suddenly opened his mouth again, a stream of black blood spurted out from his throat.
The moment the blood spilled, a dark red spiritual light appeared. When you looked carefully, the slender black blood seemed to have condensed into a python in mid-air.
The next moment, the python's outer appearance swelled up in the storm, its body was black, and its fine snake scales were crisscrossed, causing the python to hang in the air, spitting out snake letters, and stared at Yan Jianwei with a pair of dark red snake eyes open.
And with the spitting out of this mouthful of black blood, Yan Jianwei, who had been soaring in the alchemy realm, suddenly fell from the realm of several alchemy fetuses, his qi became sluggish, and finally stopped at the realm where he had just entered the elixir realm.
realm.
However, the decline in his cultivation level made his energy and spirit become fuller.
The pain that gnawed at the bones and burned the heart seemed to disappear at this moment. Not only did the stiffness in most of his body disappear, but even the fine snake scale texture on Yan Jian's slightly exposed skin also disappeared at this moment.
, only on the two edges of the cheeks, there are still two original lines, and the aura is spinning around in waves, and it refuses to dissipate no matter what.
At this moment, Yan Jian took a deep breath.
As soon as he stepped into the void, at some point, the nine stacks of talisman formations intertwined with water and fire were already revealed under the giant bloody snake form. Without waiting for the solid snake form to take effect, suddenly,
The aura of the talisman formation soared into the sky, directly interrupting the snake's rising energy.
Suddenly, with a wailing sound, the snake shape collapsed and dispersed, and turned into a little dark red and black aura again.
At this time, Yan Jianwei used his other hand to fish it out into the sea, and then, wrapped in strong magic power, he directly taught Yan Jianwei to ingest a half-dead demon snake from the air.
As soon as the red fireworks were wrapped, the strange blood light was refined into the monster body of the monster snake by Yan Jian Weisheng.
At the same time, as if he had taken some Shiquan Dabu pill, the languid demon snake hummed and swallowed snake messages continuously, and a pair of dark snake eyes suddenly revealed a scarlet light.
At this time, Yan Jianwei kept moving, flipping his hand, and held the jade talisman in his palm. In a flash, the talisman array was continuously revealed, layer by layer overlapping between the jade talisman and the demonic snake.
When the aura dissipated, it was clearly the jade talisman that Yan Jianwei had been entrusted with the Golden Elixir Talisman. But at this moment, Qi Ji was actually tied to the demonic snake, as if the person who had been entrusted with the Golden Elixir Talisman was originally
This monster is like a snake.
After doing this, Yan Jianweisui struck the snake demon with another seven inches of his palm. In an instant, the snake demon's cultivation and vitality were soaring, but his vitality began to stagnate again.
After doing this, Yan Jian Weifu swung the half-dead snake demon towards the turbulent waves. As another wave hit it, a continuous stream of monsters emerged from the sea, following the bloody breath, straight towards the withering snake demon.
The demon snake was submerged in it, and along with the jade talisman, the spiritual light circled around several times, and finally whined and dimmed, falling deeply into the deep sea.
Just then, Yan Jianwei let out a long breath of turbid air.
There was visible relaxation between his frowning brows, but before his brows could completely relax, there seemed to be a hazy thunderous sound in the halo condensed in the back of his head.
It seems to be transmitted from another distant world.
"On the nine-story anaconda platform, in the eight-treasure python palace."
"It transforms into thousands of forms and stays in the courtyard. It evolves into thousands of changes and is called Danxia."
"After crossing the open sea, we exchange water and fire. When we come out of the snake cave, we are the incarnation of the scale saint."
"..."
In an instant, Yan Jianwei's figure suddenly froze.
The next moment, he almost gritted his teeth and trembled all over.
"Little thief, little thief! How hateful!"
ps: I recommend a classic fairy tale "Cultivation of Immortality Begins from a Heart"
Recommended words: The opening chapter is scary and suspenseful, the writing is smooth, the strange plot is tense and exciting, the daily gags are very funny, and the emotional lines are also delicately drawn. Overall, it is a potential masterpiece.