Chapter 147: The thoughts move like a shuttle, the north-south confrontation
After the purple jade gourd was found to be clear of blame, Shang Mingbo added: "There is no greater treasure in the world than this one, which can be self-identified as to its authenticity. Friends of the Taoism can appreciate it. But you must be measured and don't vent your anger too much."
After saying that, he took a step forward and stood dozens of miles away, shoulder to shoulder with Long Fangyun.
Gui Wujiu held up the purple jade gourd in his palm, his real power reflected, and he immediately noticed something strange.
Under the shroud of his true power, the purple jade gourd suddenly became slightly transparent, and one could see the reality inside.
This gourd itself is also considered a rare treasure. The space contained in it is obviously larger than its image. After the abnormal shape, it can be clearly distinguished. The five-color blurry, imaginary and real objects contained in it are all stored under the gourd.
Among the large parts, the smaller part in the upper half seems to be filled with a thick and turbid air.
Not only that, the narrow mouth where the upper and lower parts of the gourd are connected seems to be sealed by a ball slightly smaller than its diameter. The ball is blue in color, and it is stuck in the key point and rotates slowly. It is obviously the gourd.
the hub.
Gui Wujiu thought for a moment and pulled out the stopper of the gourd.
It is common knowledge that qi in the world may be light or turbid, slow or diseased. However, Gui Wujiu has never seen such a clear and sensitive person, whose divine movements are as fast as lightning.
It seemed that in perfect synchronization with his action of removing the stopper of the gourd, a strange energy penetrated into his mouth and nose.
There was no sign of any abnormality in his mind, so he did not try to stop it.
It is strange to say that this Qi machine is so light and agile, but when it passes through my mouth and nose, it gives off a strange feeling of frosting; it is also like a fine small hammer, slowly moving where it touches the body.
Beating, dense and non-stop.
When this feeling reached his Dantian, Gui Wujiu felt his feet suddenly loosen up and he was already floating in the air.
It seems that the body has been thrown into the furnace of heaven and earth, refining ups and downs.
However, when Gui Wujiu took a closer look, he suddenly realized——
Everything is just an illusion. My feet are still firmly fixed on the ground, stepping on the mountains and rivers, and it is real.
Once this thought is clear, you can be clear of blame and stabilize your mind, returning to the true state.
It's a pity that this wonderful feeling can only be scratched the surface.
It wasn't that Gui Wujiu's mind was sharp and he realized this realization in time; in the final analysis, it was just because there was only a trace of Qi missing. The moment he opened the gourd, the blue beads stuck in the upper and lower bodies of the gourd rotated.
The momentum suddenly accelerated, blocking its movement.
The actual capacity of the Qi machine transformed by the "six treasures" in the gourd is at least a thousand times greater than the trace of Qi machine that escaped.
Gui Wujiu turned towards the south and was slightly startled.
Long Fangyun, Shang Mingbo, as well as more than 20 people from both sides, the giant iron-clad boat and other objects were all gone. Only one person was left. After seeing his actions, he smiled and clasped his fists. It was Jin Zhihe, the elder of the Chenhai Sect.
At this time, Gui Wujiu also slightly felt that something was wrong, so he raised his head and looked up.
When he, Long Fangyun, and Shang Mingbo walked up the mountain, the sun was rising three poles, and its light was getting stronger. It was about six o'clock; but at this moment, it was clearly sunset in the west, and the sunset was red.
If you think about it carefully, you can only feel the moment after the body floats at the key point.
With Gui Wu Guo's current Taoist practice, all illusions and methods that invade the mind are useless. But today, when I sniffed his Qi, I suddenly had a dream. It was clearly related to the mystery of breaking through the realm, so I felt comfortable with it.
The wonderfulness of the upper realm is indescribable.
Gui Wujiu has long expected that if he achieves the upper state in the "real world" and carries this memory out, it will be an incredible benefit. But based on what he has seen today, this benefit is far greater than he imagined.
So big!
At this time, Jin Zhihe was approaching, with a look of admiration on his face, and said with a smile: "The two factions of monks left four hours ago. Master Long left Jin behind and is waiting here."
Gui Wujiu nodded slightly.
…
One day later.
Zhiping Mountain.
In this land of continuous peaks and endless ravines, the special character of Zhiping Mountain can be easily recognized at a glance.
Only here, between the north and south peaks, there is an open space with a length and width of more than a hundred miles. The surrounding valleys surround it like a fence. In fact, from a distance, if you look at it from a distance, if there is an extra mountain here,
"Filling" it is much more pleasing to the eye.
To the north and south, at the end of the plains, there is a canyon that is several miles wide. Flags are fluttering at the tops of the valleys and mountains, and solitary boats are suspended, seemingly serving as sentries.
What is surprising is that the layout of the north and south is completely different.
At the mouth of the valley in the north, stands a triple-enclosed palace. The palace is dark, dark, and majestic. The three archways in front of the palace alone are like an iron curtain that cannot be blocked, and it is like a deep palace compound, blocking out all prying eyes.
No matter how carefully you examine, you can only vaguely see two or three figures from the corner of the archway.
This is the arrangement of the Chenhai Sect and the Star Gate.
But the valley mouth in the south is different. There is only a sparse wooden wall erected roughly. Within the wall, you can vaguely see more than a hundred tents of different sizes. Such a situation does not look like the residence of an immortal.
It's like a camp where ordinary people and kings march and set up formations.
In the middle of all the surrounding tents, the grandest one has a golden roof with two flags and twenty-four square braziers holding down the base. It can probably be compared to a commander's tent.
Surrounding this largest golden-domed tent, there are four slightly smaller purple tents. Although the larger tent is half smaller, it is still more than three times larger than the other smaller tents.
At this time, there seemed to be more than ten people gathered outside the purple tent in the northeast corner.
Surrounded in the middle is an old man who looks to be in his fifties, wearing straw sandals and loose clothes, with a gray cloth belt tied around his waist. He is wearing soft armor with gold hooks, exposing his bare arms.
People around him were talking about something one after another.
The old man frowned slightly from time to time, as if he was a little impatient, but he finally endured it. After a full quarter of an hour, the man slightly cupped his hands and left a few words. The dozen or so people surrounding him immediately
I opened an opening and watched as he walked towards the central tent with quick steps, until he opened the door curtain and stepped in.
There is a person sitting on the ivy chair in the tent. He has a purple beard and beautiful eyes, is dressed in a brocade robe, and is holding a copper fan in his hand.
When this man saw the old man entering the tent, he did not get up to greet him. He only gently shook his copper fan and said, "Elder Wu."
Respectfully meet the old man.
The middle-aged man with purple beard on the seat is none other than the head of Shuangji Palace, Yu Zong.
The old man who had just entered the account was named Wu Wenlin, and he was the chief among the six elders of Shuangji Hall. In terms of status, his status was roughly similar to that of Jin Zhihe in Chenhai Sect, or even slightly better.
Weizong opened and closed the copper fan in his palm, and said slowly: "Elder Wu, do you have something to report?"
Wu Wenlin said: "Exactly. The war deeds of the various subordinates have been distributed. It's just the terms in it, are they..."
Wei Zong said dullly: "Is it something?"
Wu Wenlin frowned, then relaxed his eyebrows and said, "You have to win three battles in a row to get a reward equivalent to thirty years of work. Is that too harsh?"
Your Majesty, Shuangji Palace, is different from Chenhai Sect.
The Chenhai Sect controls all the famous sects and shows its leniency. During the three banquets that day, the deeds were clearly established. But the Shuangji Palace is different. With just one order from him, all the sects and famous sects under his command can do so.
Among all the clans, no one who has reached the Mingyue Realm dares to push back, let alone bargain in advance. They can only accept orders first.
Fortunately, the Shuangji Palace acted in accordance with the past. Although it was cold and stern, it was not unreasonable and there were rules and regulations set down afterwards.
However, before the battle, the contract was awarded. Only if you win three times in a row will you be rewarded. If you unfortunately die in the battle, you will not even receive any favor from the disciples, which is completely contrary to the past style of Shuangji Palace.
However, Wei Zong had an indifferent attitude and said calmly: "Winning or losing is not here. Now that they are in front of the battle, do they still dare to flee in front of the battle?"
The corner of Wu Wenlin's mouth twitched slightly and he sighed: "Before the war, it seems inappropriate to be so stingy in rewarding the three armies."
Wei Zong stood up suddenly, walked around the Ivy Seat twice, and said contemptuously: "They are just some suspected soldiers, why should they be mentioned?"
Seeing Wu Wenlin's hesitant expression, Yu Zong suddenly smiled and said, "What Elder Wu saw makes two sense."
Wu Wenlin felt relieved when he saw Weizong relenting.
Yu Zong Shi Shi Ran continued: "However, after all, I will not raise useless people. If I lose in battle, how can I have the face to ask for rewards? Even if I win and lose, it is just a waste of time. In this way - I
If you relax the conditions one step further and achieve at least two wins and one loss, you can receive ten merits."
Wu Wenlin sighed secretly in his heart, but he thought that it would be difficult to argue, so he had to agree, and said: "There is another important matter. Wu has already found out. The Chenhai Sect and the Star Gate came out in full force, and they were indeed alert.
.The opposite side seems to be fortified, but in fact it is just a false formation. The real manpower mobilization is at least hidden thousands of miles away."
Wei Zong laughed and said: "How can we say that Elder Wu has found out this? Just look at it in front of the Jiuyang Three-leaf Mirror, and even a three-year-old child can find out the truth."
Wu Wenlin ate [ www.biqugeso.me ] and grabbed the white spot, but his expression remained calm.
About a year ago, the temperament of the head of Weizong changed drastically. He seemed to have suddenly become a lot meaner. Wu Wenlin was still a little uncomfortable with it. But now, he has been able to look at it calmly. In the final analysis, the real reliance and hope of Shuangji Palace is
Nor is it Yu Zong, the nominal leader.
Wu Wenlin only asked calmly: "Tomorrow is the time for the battle. Please tell me how we should respond."
Weizong said calmly: "We will fight one by one according to the previous plan. We will show weakness first and be five to ten places behind."