One hundred and thirty-seventh Taiping Road: I am stupid (thanks to Su Bingye's leader) (big chapter)
When the Taiping Dao monks saw the obsession of the one hundred thousand Yellow Turban fighting souls, their hands and feet were already cold, and they almost gave up the plan of fighting in an instant. But when those obsessions dissipated one by one, they fell into hesitation and struggled again.
, in the end, under the temptation of the Nine-jointed Scepter being close at hand, he chose to give it a try.
After all, our side has a numerical advantage to some extent.
Because it is necessary to maintain the effect of the 500-person altar, even if only the last part is left, even if this part does not require all 500 people to be there, there are still dozens of Taiping Dao monks here, facing the sky of only a few people.
Shifu, they thought they at least still had the strength to fight.
Before they even got close, they were already casting spells.
Lin Shouyi and others also held magical weapons in their hands.
Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the nine-jointed staff in Wei Yuan's hand blocking it directly in front of him and the others. Lin Shouyi was slightly startled, and saw Wei Yuan stepping forward, holding the nine-jointed staff, and said in a gentle tone:
"Leave these people to me this time..."
Lin Shouyi looked at the calm Nine-section Staff, finally nodded and said: "Be careful."
He explained: "That person is one of the top ten true cultivators of Taiping Dao. He received the ancient talisman. Like the previous person who received the title of Baiqi, he also had the title of Thirty-Six Qushuai in ancient times. This person chose
The name is Qu Shuai of the former Jizhou Ministry, named Sili."
The old man noticed that the museum owner's expression paused, then nodded and walked forward.
He seemed to hear the name of a friend he had not seen for a long time and said softly:
"Sili..."
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Taiping Dao was once ranked among the righteous methods of China. Many monks, even if they practiced quick methods or evil ways, their skills were not weak. They raised their hands and raised the talisman, and rushed toward Wei Yuan with streaks of fire and thunder. These magical powers were not
Recognizing that he was once a Taiping Dao monk, he came to him with great energy.
Wei Yuan's expression did not change.
He is too familiar with these spells.
He had already recognized the types of these spells when these people were just raising their hands to guide them.
When they cast the spell, Wei Yuan had already avoided the trajectory of the spell in advance.
The so-called runes are the words of the heart.
His mind was not right and he could not be sincere. The spells he cast had no real means of peace. The external manifestation was that Wei Yuan clearly walked calmly and approached step by step, but those spells were completely unable to cause harm to him.
Either he pauses slightly to avoid the thunder, or he looks calm as the wind and fire sweep past him.
The more he downplayed it, the more panicked the Taiping Dao monks became.
If the mind cannot be stable, magic and magical powers will not be able to exert their intended effect.
This is a quick fix method. If you do not practice Taoism but only practice techniques, then the problem of your mind will be fully exposed.
Wei Yuan stepped forward. The talisman in the hand of a Taiping Dao monk had been exhausted. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a short gun, mustered up his strength, and covered the gun blade with a layer of apricot-yellow mana flow, and pierced Wei Yuan's heart.
Go, growl in your mouth.
Wei Yuan raised his hand and held it three inches below the blade of the gun.
With only a slight shock, the monk's palms became numb and he could not hold the weapon, so he involuntarily raised his short spear.
Stop the other incoming swords.
Wei Yuan released his right hand that was holding the weapon, and smashed his arm and elbow horizontally, hitting the Taiping Dao monk's chest. His strength did not restrain at all. The Taiping Dao monk's face turned pale and he fell straight away. Blood spurted out from his mouth.
Passed out.
The gun fell naturally and was grabbed by Wei Yuan's right hand. The gun blade let out a low whistle. Even though it was a short gun, when Wei Yuan stepped forward, the gun tip suddenly stabbed forward, and a bloody killing intention spread across the front.
Several monks turned pale, their spell-casting movements were stagnant, and they were immediately knocked away by short spears.
Wei Yuan stepped forward, using the short spear in his hand to stab, chop or draw, opening and closing widely. The skills of Overlord's Spear were still used in it, and this time's Overlord's Spear was completely different from the previous marksmanship.
In terms of technical similarity, it is even inferior to the Overlord Spear that I learned before.
But if you display both at the same time.
On the contrary, the marksmanship used at this moment is more realistic.
Because the Overlord Spear is not a move learned by martial arts in later generations, how to use each move, but a method used to kill on the battlefield. At this moment, it finally dawned on me that I have never really experienced the battlefield, and I have never really been in troubled times.
No matter how similar you are to learning, it is just like painting a tiger and learning how to paint its skin.
After fighting on the battlefield, the marksmanship has a skeleton, so there is no need to follow the rules and regulations strictly.
A tiger will not fall until it dies.
The skeleton is there, even if the marksmanship is poor, just like when painting a tiger, even if the painting is skinny, it is still a ferocious and vicious tiger that wants to choose people to eat. Wherever the gun point is, it seems that this place has returned to an ancient battlefield, and because of these
The Taiping Dao methods used by the monks are all based on the essential techniques of Taiping, and Wei Yuan knows them very well.
At one time, dozens of people were clearly rushing toward one person, but they were scattered by that person in reverse.
The Taiping Dao monk who was named Sili saw this with his eyes twitching.
The murderous spirit of military strategists has a restraining effect on Taoism.
But where does this man's evil aura, which almost seems to come from an ancient battlefield, come from?
Can the modern battlefield be almost informationized to breed this kind of momentum?
In a daze, he almost had the illusion that the person in front of him was not a modern monk. He was clearly the last member of the Yellow Turban Army general who rushed out from the Yellow Turban battlefield just now.
The mana flows and the true spirit wakes up.
Seeing the opponent approaching, 'Sili' shouted low, and struck out the talismans in his hand one after another. His cultivation is orthodox practice, which takes a hundred days to build the foundation, ten years to cultivate the mind and nature, and absorbs what he has cultivated step by step, so it is the key to peace.
The orthodox approach seems to be a joke. The more orthodox Taiping monks are, the more restrained they seem to be.
He almost felt that any of his magic powers could be directly seen through.
Even if I deliberately changed the rhythm of the spell, it would still be the same.
Sili almost felt like he was going to go crazy and crazy from the frustration.
This is not different from fighting with those who are stronger than oneself, but a kind of frustration and panic that is seen through and suppressed in all directions. When a thunder spell becomes ineffective again, it is easily avoided and falls to the ground, bombarding the ground.
When the burnt black marks appeared, 'Sili' finally couldn't bear his anxiety, gritted his teeth, and quickly backed away.
Talismans are suspended one after another.
Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes, moved the five fingers of his right hand in sequence, and grasped the tip of the gun.
There seemed to be a familiar and distant voice ringing in my ears.
'Little guy, you are always so weak, but it doesn't matter. The battlefield is different from one-on-one competition. Simple movements may not be useless. You can learn from me.'
The man was holding a gun and leaning down.
Wei Yuan took a step forward, even though he was holding a gun with one hand, his strength was concentrated.
He narrowed his eyes and paused slightly.
Then he stepped forward suddenly.
Raising his hand, following the movements of the heroic man in his memory, the short spear pierced history and memory, following the same trajectory and stabbing out fiercely, like fighting side by side across two thousand years. Young Yuan did not understand, but Wei Yuan did
It can be seen that the so-called simple action is clearly the hard work of a veteran who was galloping on the battlefield in the late Han Dynasty.
The evil spirit unique to the cold weapon battlefield rushed towards my face.
Sili's expression instantly froze.
The short spear penetrated the talisman in an instant.
Then it directly pierced his divine body. The evil energy that erupted at this moment almost stunned his brain. However, under the influence of Tao Xing, his body instinct caused him to deviate from the fatal point. First there was a feeling of numbness, followed by almost
The pain of tearing his body apart made Sili confused for a moment.
He opened his mouth, coughed out blood, and stumbled back.
Wei Yuan drew out his short spear.
With Sili's conduct, he was enough to dominate and become famous in one place. Strictly speaking, it could even be said that, apart from other factors, he must be higher than Wei Yuan.
But he is a Taiping Dao disciple after all.
But this is Guangzong City after all.
But Wei Yuan still holds the nine-section staff in his hand.
Sili coughed up blood and retreated. At some point, a talisman appeared in his hand. He spat out the talisman with essence and blood, turning into a red mist. Then three sticks of incense fell from his sleeves. He shook his hand and lit it, and drank in a low voice:
"The sky and the earth are pale, the great road is peaceful, the divine guards of the three realms, the Five Emperors Si Ying, and the disciples Sili, under the orders of my Taiping Dao sub-celestial master, summon the yellow turban warriors to protect the Dharma quickly. Summon the yellow turban warriors to protect the real person quickly!!!"
The Yellow Turban Hercules Protective Charm is one of the most common magical powers spread in Taiping Dao in this era.
Because it was influenced by Taoism, or in other words, the Taiping Department was originally orthodox to Taoism.
In this spell, it is natural to pray to the true spirit of the master who created the law, and then he can mobilize the magic power of heaven and earth, sowing beans to form a method of war. The Yellow Turban Hercules Protective Curse is the most commonly used means by Taiping Dao practitioners. It has saved Sili's life many times.
But this time, the prayer spell that was supposed to soar to heaven and earth and be reported to the Patriarch changed.
This ancient talisman and three incense sticks pointed directly forward without hesitation.
Sili's expression slowly solidified, and there was a look on his face that was almost impossible to describe in words.
He stiffly raised his head and looked forward, looking at the short-haired young man wearing a button-down jacket and holding a nine-section staff. Two voices appeared in Wei Yuan's ears, one was vague and distant, and the other was the person in front of him.
What he said was extremely clear, and he said, "I follow the orders of the Celestial Master of Taiping Dao."
Wei Yuan opened his mouth, and suddenly thought of the records in Daozang's history that were almost just a passing sentence.
Yellow Turban Hercules Protective Spell.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the idea that there was no sect in the world was widely circulated.
Taoist sects in the past dynasties have been continuously improved, each with its own strengths.
After the Yellow Turban Rebellion...
Yellow Turban Rebellion, after.
Wei Yuan was stunned, feeling empty in his heart.
It seems, teacher, I did not disappoint you...
Even if, throughout my life, I only have this curse left.
He looked at Sili. There was no doubt that the yellow scarf warrior who had rescued the latter many times did not come out at all this time. Even the talisman simply stopped burning. It seemed that the ancestor had directly withdrawn the qualification of the imperial talisman.
‘Sili’ has absurdity and horror in his heart.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes, held the nine-section staff, and pointed it in the void. Then he paused, made a sharp stroke, and raised the talisman in the air.
It was as if I heard the young Taoist giving instructions softly.
'The so-called runes are the words of the heart. If you adhere to Chicheng, you can become a law.'
'The Tao has no fixed rules. You have to remember that you keep this talisman to protect yourself...'
He holds a nine-section staff.
Sili saw the secret text of the Nine-section Staff moving around, and behind the young man in front of him, it was illusory but seemed real. It was clear that there was another young Taoist who was setting up the talisman at the same time.
The young man had some baby fat on his cheeks and had two dimples when he smiled.
It is both real and illusory, one is real and the other is imaginary. He raised the nine-section staff at the same time. Wei Yuan's voice paused. There is no mark of Taoism, and there is no need for the magic altar spell like Zhengdao. There is no need for Shenxiao Sect to gather five people.
gas.
The original Zhang Jiao was just a word.
he said
"Thunder, bring in!!!"
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Along with the majestic thunder, almost the entire Guangzong people subconsciously paused in their thoughts. They subconsciously looked up and saw that it was not too far away. The violent thunder fell heartily, and the Jiujie in Wei Yuan's hand was
The staff was so hot that the secret text radiated light.
It was as if this magical weapon was also eager for this scene to appear.
It was as if he had been waiting for a thousand years.
With the help of the remaining fire of the Yellow Turban and the Nine-section Scepter of Peace, the thunder spell that appeared this time was directly bombarded and covered a large area. It was almost no longer thunder, but a thunderstorm, turning the earth black, and
Many Taiping Dao monks who were within the range of the spell were only unconscious because of Wei Yuan's restraint. They only suffered serious or more serious injuries and did not die.
And that Qushuai Sili, one of the leaders of the evil cultivators of Taiping Dao.
When faced with this spell, in the end, instead of avoiding it, he decided to seize the Nine-Jointed Scepter.
In the end, he was hit by the most violent thunder and fire and died on the spot.
Wei Yuan was silent, holding the nine-section staff and turning around. In any case, this time it was considered as clearing the door.
But this is not enough, at least he wants to get back the scroll of Taiping Essentials and pass on the inheritance of Taiping Dao again. He thought and walked back, because holding the nine-section staff, his own Taoism is extremely suitable for this thing.
Being blessed by this place, he faintly heard the illusory sound of prayers from the Taoist altar.
‘...I am General Tiangong, the current Lord of Taiping, and I am under the orders of the Second Heavenly Master of Taiping Dao...'
Wei Yuan paused slightly.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered casually, then lightly tapped the nine-section staff on the ground in his hand, and walked towards everyone in the Tianshi Mansion. There was nothing strange about his movements. No one could tell what he had done, but it was still there.
Just now, I couldn't extricate myself from the afterglow of that vast thunder power.
There was a hint of horror hidden in Lin Shouyi's eyes.
Lin Li and others did not have the knowledge of the old man, but they looked at this person of the same age with disbelief, envy and admiration in their eyes.
Wei Yuan is holding the nine-section staff, but it is not yet time for him to control it.
When will the teacher's orthodoxy be reopened, and the Taiping Department return to its position as the third cave and the fourth assistant... then we can do it.
He Yangwen of the Shenxiao Sect looked at the earth that was ravaged by thunder, his expression was solemn and a little dazed, as if he was beginning to doubt himself, and he could not recover for a long time. Lin Li murmured and asked: "Master of the Guard, you
He's actually good at lightning..."
Wei Yuan replied: "It's not me. This is the power of the nine-section staff. It is the last wish left by the one hundred thousand Yellow Turbans."
"My own strength is just one of them."
Zhao Jianbai's thoughts slowly recovered. He stared at the nine-section staff in Wei Yuan's hand and couldn't help but whisper:
"This is the Nine-section Scepter of Taiping that is comparable to the male and female dragon and tiger swords..."
Lin Shouyi looked at Wei Yuan. He was an elder of Shangqing Sect. The disciples didn't know it, but he knew very well that even magic weapons such as Dragon Tiger Sword and Shenxiao Jade Book were of this level and even stronger than this.
Not everyone can mobilize the power. It exists, but whether it can be used is another matter.
Wei Yuan held the Nine-section Staff of Taiping in both hands and handed it over.
Lin Shouyi subconsciously took half a step back, raised his hands, and solemnly took the stick.
But other thoughts came to mind. This matter is of great importance. After Xu De goes back, he may have to mention it to the Zhengyi people and the Celestial Master. Maybe... maybe this Taiping Dao thing should not be left with the Celestial Master.
Mansion.
And for some reason, he always had a strange feeling in his heart.
Even the Nine-section Staff was left in the Tianshi Mansion.
As long as this young man waves his hand, this ancient magic weapon may rush directly across the mountains and seas.
A seal cannot seal a magic weapon of this level.
He suppressed this thought and took the nine-section staff.
Startled slightly.
There was a scorching heat rising in the nine-jointed staff, causing his palms to tingle slightly. He lowered his body slightly. The nine-jointed staff seemed to have become heavier. Lin Shouyi was slightly startled, and immediately judged that this was
It's not my own illusion.
The nine-section staff has become heavy.
It's like there's something else inside that can't be noticed with the naked eye.
The nine-section staff struggled faintly in Lin Shouyi's hand, and the secret text flowed rapidly on it, almost coming to life and struggling instinctively.
Wei Yuan tapped his nine-section staff with his fingers and said softly: "Be quiet."
The secret text on the nine-section staff froze for a moment, and then became very obediently quiet.
Wei Yuan looked at Lin Shouyi and said softly:
"...There is work."
Lin Shouyi replied subconsciously: "Don't worry, Master of the Guard, we will naturally protect you."
His voice paused slightly, as if a parent had temporarily entrusted his child to a private teacher, as if the Nine-section Scepter was only temporarily kept in the Tianshi Mansion and had to be taken good care of, and his expression was vaguely weird.
The troubles here naturally require the members of the special operations team to be contacted to hand over the responsibility. Wei Yuan was very exhausted and sat in the car with his eyes closed to rest. He Yangwen, a silent disciple of the Shenxiao Sect next to him, hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but say:
"Master of the Guard, who are you..."
Wei Yuan opened his eyes, thought for a while, and replied:
"deep."
"Wei Yuan."
"Now, I am just a museum owner. There is a bookstore next to it, so I can go and sit there when I have time."
"If you like flowers, I have a friend who sells very good flowers. If I introduce you there, you should be able to get a discount."
His voice paused slightly, he thought seriously, and then added:
"should……"
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Far away, at the bottom of the sea far away from the world and cities, an extraordinary world war is taking place.
This is a generally accepted rule among practitioners, especially in China. It is not allowed to affect ordinary people. The Taoist Master of Taiping Road used his own power to drag down two true practitioners of the same level, stirring up the waves on the bottom of the sea and causing all the rugged mountains and rocks on the bottom of the sea.
broken.
Taiping Dao monks are good at flying sand and stones, can spread beans to form soldiers, call wind and rain, and use thunder and lightning to rain down from the sky. After all, he was once the third assistant and fourth assistant, and ranked among the "Seventh Division of Yuwei". He is the most orthodox true cultivator.
His opponent is a member of the Shangqing Sect.
This time it's about the Nine-section Staff, and both sides have a tacit understanding to restrain each other.
The Taoist master of Taiping Dao's technique of sowing beans into soldiers has been almost completely destroyed by the Yin Shui Thunder Technique.
He looked fearless and raised his hand to raise the talisman.
A true Taiping Dao cultivator is never afraid of fighting against many, and seeing his actions, the two real cultivators on the other side were also alert for a moment. The Taoist Master of Taiping Dao whispered the Yellow Turban Hercules Protective Charm, and finally formed a seal and shouted in a low voice:
"...I am General Tiangong, the current Lord of Taiping, and I am under the orders of the Second Heavenly Master of Taiping Dao."
"Call the yellow turban warriors and come quickly to protect the Dharma. Summon the yellow turban warriors and come quickly to protect the real person!"
The surrounding ancient talismans all ignited spontaneously in the water without wind.
Nature forms the altar.
This means that more than ten Yellow Turban warriors will be summoned.
And judging from the fluctuations in mana, his rank will not be low.
The two people on the opposite side both had the intention of retreating, but at this moment, the several talismans were actually stagnant and no longer burned. The altar collapsed. The next moment, because this type of great magical power was halfway used, it was forcibly stagnated and brought to a halt.
The majestic backlash exploded directly.
The majestic magic power almost makes the sea water overturn and surge.
The Taoist Master of Taiping Road spurted out blood in an instant and half-knelt on the ground.
then,
Along with the mana track that the spell originally connected heaven and earth.
A dull and indifferent voice fell vaguely.
"Not allowed." ???!!
The Taoist Master of Taiping Road covered his chest with disbelief on his face.
This was originally a place of fighting, but now it suddenly became dead silent.
Only the waves rolled up by the magic power continued, but the plain voice gradually faded away, and finally seemed to disappear.
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After finally arranging the rest, the car started again.
"So, Master Wei, what do you have in your museum?"
"Well, actually most of them are fakes, and the rest are made by me myself."
"...That's it...it's a pity."
PS: Today’s first update... a little late ~ 5,600 words ~
Thank you Su Bingye for being the leader, thank you very much~