Although Tianji Pavilion is one of the five sects of Taoism, it does not rely on strength, but on the art of divination of good and bad luck, and the art of changing fate against the will of heaven. They have been passed down to this day and have a history of four thousand years.
At first, Miao Huayu just twirled his fingers and counted, his expression was quite calm, but gradually, his brows wrinkled. In the end, he even took out a piece of turtle bone and chanted something along with the talisman paper.
"Blessings come from misfortunes, misfortunes come from blessings. Blessings are unparalleled, misfortunes never come alone... Alas!"
After the burning of the talisman paper ended, Miao Huayu sighed helplessly and put away the turtle bone.
"Senior Brother Hua, what's the point?" Zuo Qingxuan couldn't help but frown after hearing what he said. Her voice was gentle and sweet, but there was a hint of nervousness at the moment.
When others heard this, their hearts sank.
They have never doubted the hexagram skills of Tianji Pavilion. Now it is like a person going to the hospital to see a doctor. After the doctor took the list and looked at it for a while, he suddenly sighed and said something ambiguous.
This momentary feeling of sinking into rock bottom is heart-stopping.
Miao Huayu nodded and said: "The heavens here are unpredictable. It seems that there is some kind of power that separates the heavens. Even if I use the turtle spirit, I can't calculate it. However, I can calculate that this time we are dependent on each other for good and fortune.
, as for the outcome, we just have to wait for fate."
He had only seen this kind of situation in books, and this was the first time he encountered it. To be honest, he didn't know what to do now.
Therefore, he could only look at the others, showing a helpless expression, and spread his hands, "I have no choice, and our Tianji Pavilion is not good at fighting, so our Tianji Pavilion is all under the command of Junior Brother Bai."
Their Tianji Pavilion was not the main force in dealing with zombies. After adding him, there were only three people. Their responsibility was to calculate the location of the zombies and avoid dangers and turn them into good fortunes.
But now, since the hexagram technique has failed, it is better not to participate in the decision-making and just follow the instructions.
"Well...then I should listen to Junior Brother Bai. After all, I don't have any good ideas." Zuo Qingxuan was silent for a moment and expressed his own attitude.
Wang Chongyang and Lei Zhenbiao looked at each other and nodded together, "Then follow Junior Brother Bai's advice."
The moon and stars are rare, and all the shadows are caused by the moon. The night in the mountains is very quiet, with the faint chirping of insects and birds, and it is not particularly noisy.
Ren Xiaofan was sitting with Li Xiaofei at the moment, listening to him bragging seriously.
"It was too late and then too fast. Seeing the zombie's claws trying to grab me, I dodged directly. Then before it could react, a piece of talisman paper was pasted on its forehead. That's it.
, that zombie was taken care of by my senior brother and I. So, if we really deal with a zombie later, just follow me, and I guarantee that you will be fine."
Li Xiaofei was talking with flying spit and impassioned words. But his senior brother Li Zhengqing was hiding far away, as if his ears were not listening and his heart was pure, he was meditating on a tree with his eyes closed.
Meditating is an important way for monks to rest after reaching the middle stage. It is similar to sleeping for normal people, but it is not exactly the same.
Because when people are sleeping, their consciousness disappears, but it is different when they meditate. When a monk is meditating, his consciousness not only does not disappear, but his ability to observe the surrounding things is more accurate. If there is any trouble, he will feel it immediately.
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Therefore, apart from Ren Xiaofan who cannot meditate, the only idiot left is Li Xiaofei
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While bragging with him, everyone else found a quiet place to meditate and rest.
Dong dong dong...
I don’t know how much time passed, but in the quiet night, a slight sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded.
Li Xiaofei's words stopped abruptly, and he and Ren Xiaofan looked in the direction of the village.
In the village, a layer of red mist rose, slowly spreading from the center of the village like the entrance of the village.
Although the sound was not loud, the people here were all monks, so they could naturally hear it clearly.
Dong dong dong, clang clang clang...
Clear drumming and mourning sounds came from the thick red mist, as if a funeral ceremony was being held inside.
In the black and blurry night, dots of stars hung in the sky, and the breeze blew, not only rustling the leaves, but also blowing away the red mist.
Under the pale moonlight, Ren Xiaofan saw the most terrifying scene he had ever seen...
A large red blood coffin was carried by eight white zombies in front and back, walking forward step by step as steadily as Mount Tai. And a group of ghosts, wearing black and white mourning clothes, beating gongs, drums, and blowing suonas, surrounded it
in the middle.
The sadness and joy are faint and penetrate the hearts of the people. This is not over yet. Behind the bloody red coffin, a group of white zombies dressed in ancient soldier clothes are holding swords, guns, swords and halberds, walking behind with heavy steps.
Bah, bah, bah...
The ground trembled, mourning drums sounded, and the sky was filled with cries. A funeral procession composed of zombies and ghosts appeared in front of all the monks.
"Then, what is that..." Ren Xiaofan's eyes widened and he felt that even his voice was trembling.
As for Li Xiaofei, the situation is not much better. He was bragging just now, but now he is shaking his body.
After careful counting, including the coffin bearers, there were a total of 108 zombies, plus a group of mourning ghosts surrounding the blood coffin.
With such a luxurious lineup, the monks they united with this time may not be able to withstand it.
Click!
At this moment, as the leading mourner at the front raised his hand, the entire funeral procession suddenly stopped moving forward, and even the funeral drums and suona stopped playing.
The surroundings fell into deathly silence again. All the monks looked at the scene in front of them and did not dare to make a sound or even take a breath.
Ren Xiaofan felt the corner of his clothes being pulled by someone, and then he heard Li Xiaofei tremble: "Xiao...Junior Brother Fan, this is not something we can solve. Listen to what you said to Senior Brother Fei, and leave now."
Ren Xiaofan turned to look at him. His face turned pale and his eyes were filled with fear.
Just now he was bragging about how he bravely fought zombies, but now he looked like this. However, Ren Xiaofan did not laugh at his idea, because the scene in front of him was really too terrifying.
The ghosts were mourning and hundreds of soldiers were being buried. This scene suddenly reminded Ren Xiaofan of the scene in movies and TV shows where a general is buried after his death.
Even the coffin bearers were eight white zombies. The one in the blood-red coffin, who was not a black zombie, could not stand up to this luxurious funeral lineup.
Could it be that...the person lying inside really is a general?
"Don't... don't stand there in a daze. Run quickly. If you think about running away later, it will be too late!"
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Seeing Ren Xiaofan still standing there, Li Xiaofei almost burst into tears. However, even so, he had no intention of leaving Ren Xiaofan and running away.
Ren Xiaofan was inexplicably moved, and suddenly felt that although the little fat man he just met liked to brag, he was still quite interesting.
He glanced in the direction of Xue Wanqing, hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran away with Li Xiaofei.
Before coming, Xue Wanqing had told him that the situation was not right and that she should withdraw first.
But in this situation, it is no longer wrong to describe it. Even if you think about it with your buttocks, you should know that paddling is impossible. Because the numerical advantage no longer exists, it has even become a disadvantage.
As for Xue Wanqing's safety, there's no need to worry about it. With the sect's treasure in your possession, why are you worried about not being able to escape?
People who can become monks still have vision. The leading brothers of the five sects are not fools. Naturally, they know that the situation is not retreating and they retreat quickly. They quickly wink at the brothers of their own sect, which means to run away quickly.
However, it was not for no reason that the funeral procession of zombies suddenly stopped. With so many monks gathered together, they would naturally feel the fluctuations in Tao Qi on their bodies.
Therefore, at the next moment, the soldier zombies behind the blood coffin suddenly turned in the direction in which all the monks were escaping, and then dispersed, chasing after them at an unparalleled speed.
"ah...."
A monk was unable to escape and was immediately overtaken and surrounded. Without even a struggle, he was killed by random knives in the hands of zombies.
Under normal circumstances, although zombies are powerful, they are not very fast due to their stiff bodies. But for some reason, these zombies wearing ancient armor are not slow at all. In a short period of time, three more monks died tragically.
Under the knife of zombies.
"The monks from each sect who have entered the late stage of Taoism and above are staying to buy time for the junior brothers to evacuate!" Seeing two more monks fall down, Bai Zijun gritted his teeth, suddenly stood up, and shouted loudly
roared.
Although the dead monks were disciples of other sects, Bai Zijun still felt a little uneasy. After all, this operation to encircle and suppress zombies was organized by their Tianchen Dao. As a result, the encirclement and suppression failed, and they were surrounded and suppressed by zombies instead. Still let
Brothers and sisters from all sects are in danger.
"Heaven's secret is clear at one point, and the sky is clear and the earth is clear and the moon is clear and waning - heaven's secret is one point!"
Miao Huayu was the first to respond to Bai Zijun's words. He swept the whisk behind him, and a piece of talisman flew out immediately after.
Then the talisman instantly turned into a white light, which directly hit a white zombie and penetrated it.
"You two go first, leave this place to me." Miao Huayu saw that his two junior disciples who were in the late stages of Taoism also stopped, and couldn't help but urge them.
Their Tianji Pavilion is not good at fighting. Although the two junior brothers have the cultivation level in the late stage of Taoism, they do not have the strength to match their cultivation level. Therefore, staying here will not help much, but will make themselves constrained.
"Well, senior brother, please make sure."
The two of them also knew their strength and did not hesitate after hearing this. Instead, they cupped their hands towards Miao Huayu, turned around and ran away.
With Miao Huayu's response, the monks from other sects who were in the late stages of entering Taoism also stopped running away and were willing to stop and fend off the zombies for other monks.