Chapter 121: Taoist priest from Daocheng (please follow up!)
As Chu Weiyang's words fell, there was deathly silence everywhere. However, there were chaotic qi machines intertwining repeatedly outside the various cultivators. The chaotic qi machines were entangled into a dense network, connecting the strong winds and winds from all directions.
All the mist and rain are separated outside.
Similarly, Chu Weiyang's figure was also vaguely surrounded by it.
In the same place, Chu Weiyang seemed not to feel the changes in Zhu Xiu's energy. He chuckled to himself, holding up the oil-paper umbrella with one hand and repeatedly stroking the jade slip in his hand with the other.
At the same time, Chun Yuzhi's clear voice seemed like a cool river, flowing continuously in Chu Weiyang's mind.
So, after a few breaths, under the guidance of Tingchangshan's magical method, the magic power in Chu Weiyang's hand was wrapped around the jade slip.
Lines of spiritual light gradually illuminated from the shallow lines of the jade slip.
At this moment, everyone watched clearly. In just a few breaths, with Chu Weiyang's refining, the restrictions on the jade slip melted away like ice and snow, and the spiritual light hung on it and condensed into a side.
The phantom, when you look closely, turns out to be a map of the mountains and rivers of the Aoping River heading east.
As Chu Weiyang refined it, the map was also under Chu Weiyang's control. As the young man's thoughts changed, a corner of the map was enlarged, and what he saw was the cultivators.
Where he stood, in the flat and endless marsh, there was a red dot condensed in it.
Then, Chu Weiyang laughed playfully, and the complex qi energy intertwined all over the sky collapsed at this moment.
Silent suspicion began to spread among the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang's soft whispering voice sounded brightly and fell on everyone's ears.
"This map should be more clear and realistic..."
As he said this, Chu Weiyang didn't wait for his thoughts to change before he could try it.
At the outermost edge of the crowd, a figure suddenly jumped up into the distance. The moment the sound of breaking through the air was heard, when Chu Weiyang followed the sound and looked around, he saw that the figure had not even landed on the ground.
A talisman was raised as a sacrifice, and in an instant it turned into a spiritual light, seemingly ready to wrap around the person's body and escape into the distance.
"Spare me! Spare me! It was just a mistake! My wife and children are all in their hands! I don't ask you to forgive me. I just ask you to teach me how to escape, so that I won't cause you any more trouble..."
The man's shrill and trembling voice had been transmitted through the wind and rain.
In the midst of the lightning flash, Chu Weiyang still stood there, as if it was too late to react. In the next moment, the spiritual light was about to engulf this man's figure.
In an instant, an evil spirit shot up into the sky from the side of the ground. He dodged the light in an instant, but hit the man's leaping figure straight to the ground.
When I looked again, I saw that the man had fallen into the swamp, splashing a large amount of mud, and was lying on his back. Most of his chest had been shattered by this blow. He could only see that he could only breathe out, but not take in any air.
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But before the vitality could dissipate, all the seven orifices of the man were filled with dark red blood flowing out. As soon as it merged into the mud, strands of evil energy turned into black smoke and dispersed.
go.
At the same time, Zhong Chaoyuan's voice sounded in Chu Weiyang's mind.
"This man has lost his soul. The evil energy directly destroyed the Niwan Palace. Even the spiritual platform inside was destroyed. There is no trace of soul or aura left..."
Hearing this, Chu Weiyang didn't even look at the corpse standing on the ground. He lowered his head first and saw that the red dot on the map shown on the jade slip was indeed gone. Then he looked at the person who had just shot
That person.
Chu Weiyang stared at the man for a long time. At the same time, the thin young man met Chu Weiyang's gaze without evading it.
In silence, the two of them stared at each other for more than ten breaths.
At the same time, the details of the person's action just now were constantly revealed in Chu Weiyang's mind, and Chu Weiyang looked at it again and again, hoping to get a glimpse of more of this person's moves.
Similarly, Chun Yuzhi and Zhong Chaoyuan, who were respectively restrained at the end of the two restrictions, also used the magical method of Tingchang Mountain and the secret method of Lihen Palace to pry out more details from various angles of energy and meaning.
This gaze is an invisible force, but it is enough to teach the monks to sense it on a mysterious and strange level.
In an instant, the man seemed to feel a hair in his heart and shook his shoulders. Then, as if he couldn't hold his breath, he met Chu Weiyang's gaze and smiled in a flattering way.
"Brother Five Poison Taoists, in the blink of an eye, if I had been too slow in taking action, I would have had to teach this animal to escape, so I had to take action in a hurry. The poor Taoist did not have the subtle skills of the Taoist brother. He was impatient at the moment and used his methods well."
It's too heavy and it's no longer possible to save his life."
Hearing this, Chu Weiyang did not nod or shake his head, but still stood there in silence, his eyes under the curtain like two sharp blades that seemed real but not imaginary, piercing straight towards this person.
After another long gaze, until the smile on the man's face began to stiffen little by little in Chu Weiyang's sight, and he didn't know what expression to make, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice rang out.
"Well, you said it was a moment of impatience. Of course Bendou is impatient. If I remember correctly, he is a monk from Tiandou Daocheng, and you are also from Tiandou Daocheng. Oh, Pindao forgets
I’d like to ask, what do you call fellow Taoist?”
After hearing this, the stiff smile on the man's face became lively again.
"I dare not teach my Taoist brother to worry about his name. I am a poor Taoist whose surname is Zuo."
When the words fell, Chu Weiyang shook his head lightly as the curtain hat shook slightly.
"I'm asking, just answer it. Fellow Taoist, what do you call me?"
The lively smile on the man's face became a little stiff again. He gritted his teeth and responded to Chu Weiyang.
"Zuo Yan, a poor Taoist, a loose cultivator in Daocheng, has no door and no household..."
Before Zuo Yan finished speaking, Chu Weiyang interrupted him, "Zuo Yan... Well, fellow Taoist Zuo, I have written down your name. As for the things that I didn't ask, there is no need to respond."
So neat.
Let's talk about this fellow Taoist, as I just said, there is such a difficulty. In a moment of thought, I don't know who took my wife and children away. You are so quick to do it. Isn't it a pain for my family?
Thinking about the tragic story behind this will teach me how to be patient..."
Rarely, some superficial compassion surfaced in Chu Weiyang.
They were all people who made a living on the top of the city. For just a moment, the smile on Zuo Yan's face almost completely froze.
Sheng pursed his lips and endured the suffocating breath, then Zuo Yan raised his hands and said.
"Hearing what Brother Dao said, it was really my fault just now. If I am lucky enough to be able to return to Tiandou Daocheng alive, I am willing to do my best to rescue this fellow Daoist's wife and children, and then repay the cause and effect face to face."
"So you were really anxious just now?"
In just a flash, Chu Weiyang's compassionate connotations disappeared. The complicated pull between words and emotions finally made Zuo Yan's smile completely break. In that flash, there seemed to be an unstoppable anger. Rong's killing intent flashed away, and then, Zuo Yan quickly cupped his fists and raised his hands, lowered his head, and the expression on his face disappeared.
"It's absolutely true, it's absolutely true, I'm really impatient for the moment!"
"Um...Zuo...what did fellow Taoist call Zuo?"
"Zuo Yan, with a poor and humble name, is really not worth caring about, Taoist brother."
"It's okay, Zuo Yan, you are quite interesting. I will really remember you."
It was clear that there was still a curtain between them, but for no reason, Zuo Yan only felt a pair of cold snake eyes staring at him, and an unreasonable panic emerged from his heart, making him shudder even more.
So, when Zuo Yan raised his head again, he seemed to be trying hard to squeeze out a smile on his stiff face, but despite his efforts, he could only make the corners of his mouth twitch uncontrollably, making his face look more and more ferocious. A bit more scary.
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The open sea, very deep.
Yan Jianwei was shaking the flag in his hand. At this moment, with his figure as the boundary, one after the other, the flag and the snake-patterned halo each shone with aura, and between the intertwined energy, a continuous whistling soul Sounds and thunder came one after another.
"On the nine-story anaconda platform, in the eight-treasure python palace."
"On the nine-fold mysterious steps, there are eight scattered flags."
"It transforms into thousands of forms and stays in the courtyard. It evolves into thousands of changes and is called Danxia."
"Refining water and fire makes it a prosperous place in the courtyard; it boils down the evil spirits and makes it known as 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."
"When you leave southern Xinjiang, you pass on Xuanyuan, and when you enter the East China Sea, you teach and transform the evil spirit of blood."
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Two chanting sounds with completely different directions sounded one after another. The thunderous sound revealed the strangeness of the incarnation of the Scale Saint, and the roaring soul voice preached about the master of the Blood Fiend Taoist Master.
One after another, the sound of thunder continued, but gradually, the sound of souls in the black flags finally faded away. It was necessary for Yan Jianwei to maintain the hunting of the monster beasts in the outer sea for a long time, and constantly keep the souls of the monster beasts alive. It was filled in like firewood, and only then was it possible to maintain the repeated pulling.
And as the offensive and defensive situation on the halo and flags advanced and retreated, the slightest change at this moment was enough to affect Yan Jianwei's emotions. Sometimes an angry look appeared on his pale face, sometimes he became anxious, and sometimes he showed a look of anger. Come with some cold smiles.
At this time, Yan Jianwei was standing in the mist, carefully watching the changes between the two "Heart-Eating Summoning Spells". The meanings of the snake pattern and the blood evil were constantly in a stalemate between the intertwining. It's the most critical time.
At this moment, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the sky in the distance.
If it had been earlier, Yan Jianwei Man could have avoided it earlier, but now most of his mind was involved. When he heard the sound of breaking through the air, the smoke and dust that were mixed with blood evil and the evil spirit of hundreds of flowers turned into a strange storm. It's already approaching.
In the flash of lightning, Yan Jianwei had to avoid it in a panic.
It doesn't matter if he avoids this, the halo behind his head is still shining, and the flags are missing the support of Yan Jian Wei's secret method in the blink of an eye. In an instant, the blood evil meaning collapses thousands of miles, and a continuous wailing sound is heard from the flags, and then again When I looked at it, I saw that several talisman formations that lead to the underworld were shattered into pieces, and annihilated together were the ghosts chanting incantations in purgatory.
Seeing this scene, he felt the snake lines spread again on his face, and he was already filled with anger. Yan Jian didn't even look at Wei Wei, so he yelled in a sharp voice.
"Where did this scum come from! The blind evil cultivator! The bastard in the open sea! The maggots in the feces! I ruined grandma's affairs for nothing, even if I teach you to peel off your skin and cramps, it still won't relieve the hatred in your heart!"
In an instant, the sharp sound was mixed with the magic power of the elixir realm, exploding like thunder in the storm.
It was at this time that in the demonic wind, the bloody evil energy all over the sky condensed into a pouring rain of blood. In the same place, the evil energy of hundreds of flowers condensed in one place. In the midst of the bright light, a deserted figure appeared.
At this moment, I could hear Yan Jianwei's voice, and the aura of the realm of the Nine Refining Alchemy Fetuses came over me.