At noon in autumn, the weather is far less hot and hot than in summer, and not as cold as winter.
The sun hangs high in the sky, with a halo around it, and a gust of autumn wind blows in the distance from time to time. Even at noon, the weather will be much cooler.
Although the wing room is nice, it is very stuffy inside. Shentu City has been out for a long time.
He was wearing a red official robe that represented his noble status, embroidered with cloud patterns, and hanging on his waist was the badge of Shuxianmen. He was the Shuxianmen in the capital, and the red-clothed Shuxian envoy, although he was not considered a powerful figure in the capital.
, but in the small town of Juxian, he is a big shot, so big that everyone is polite to him.
Logically speaking, no one here could make him irritated, but Shen Tucheng stood in the backyard of the inn, holding two jade tablets in his hands, pacing back and forth, his fat round face becoming more and more irritated, and he wanted to squeeze the jade tablets in his hands.
Broken.
"Boss, were you arrested too?"
Shen Tucheng frowned and muttered to himself, unable to believe this result.
With the cultivation of the eldest disciple’s spiritual realm, no one in Juxian Town can stop him, but the eldest disciple has not come back yet.
The two jade tablets in his hand belong to the first disciple and the second disciple.
The two people's jade plaques still shine and are not damaged at all, which means that the two of them are still alive and uninjured.
Who is it?
Including the third child, three of his apprentices were captured in one company.
Shentu City was puzzled.
The female Taoist priest from Qingyuan Temple left long ago.
It can't be her.
Shen Tucheng stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "Is it that little Taoist priest?"
"impossible."
Shen Tucheng immediately shook his head, "He is only at the peak of Qi refining. Even the third child is in the God refining realm. How can he catch it? It's impossible..."
"grown ups!"
Just as I was thinking about it, a hurried boy suddenly walked into the yard.
Shen Tucheng glanced at the young man coldly, and the pressure of the divine elixir realm was exerted on the innocent young man. The young man was so frightened that his legs became weak and he knelt on the ground, with cold sweat on his face and trembling.
Handing over the letter in his hand: "Sir, someone just delivered the letter."
"Letter?" Shentu Cheng took a few steps forward, came to the young man, and reached out to take the sealed letter.
My coming to Juxian Town was a top-secret mission, and no one knew I was here.
Why are there still letters delivered here?
"For the envoy?"
"yes……"
"Who sent the letter?"
"Qing, Qingyuan Temple."
Shen Tucheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, waved the boy away, opened the letter, and took a cursory look... Good words.
Um?
The content of the letter is not much, concise and to the point...
The signature is the young Taoist named Jiang from Qingyuan Temple.
According to the letter, as the leader of Qingyuan Temple, he was originally aloof from the world, but he accidentally caught three "bad guys" who came to visit him.
I thought about the identity of Shuxianmen, the official of Shentu City, so I didn't care about it.
The letter also stated that he already knew why these three people came, and they wanted to help the Yao family and his son regain their position.
"Two days later, Pindao will wait at the Giant Bear Gate for the Yao family and his son to come and apologize. If not, Pindao will not be able to guarantee that the three hostages in his hands are still alive."
After reading the letter, Shen Tucheng couldn't calm down for a long time.
Yao Shuhai!
The next moment, Shen Tucheng's figure disappeared from the spot, setting off a gust of wind.
Yao Shuhai was drinking tea. Before the tea cup touched his lips, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his cheek. The voice came from behind: "Yao Shuhai, you have done such a terrible job to me!"
Shen Tucheng appeared in front of Yao Shuhai out of thin air.
He immediately slapped Yao Shuhai on the face.
Snap!
A crisp sound!
Several of his teeth were knocked out by Shen Tucheng's slap, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Yao Shuhai was stunned by this sudden slap.
He held his cheek, tears streaming down his face from the pain.
Yao Wu in the house saw his father suffering, and subconsciously stepped forward to seek justice for his father, but was kicked to the ground so hard by Shen Tucheng that he couldn't get up.
"Yao Shuhai, what a good thing you did!" Shen Tucheng glared fiercely at Yao Shuhai who was slumped on the ground, wishing he could slap him again.
If it weren't for this person, Shentu City would not have sent three disciples there. If this delayed Prince Jing's important affairs, even he would be implicated.
Throwing the letter written by Jiang Yang to Yao Shuhai, "Yao Yushi, take a good look at it and see who you have offended."
Yao Shuhai took the letter tremblingly and after reading it, he raised his swollen face with a look of fear, "Sir, I..."
"I'll apologize for the visit in two days!"
"Yes, yes." Yao Shuhai covered his face and watched Shen Tucheng go away, not even daring to let out a fart.
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Late this night.
Jiang Yang locked himself in the room, closed the doors and windows, and prepared to do something big.
There is a high probability that there will be no problems outside. I had written a letter earlier and asked someone to send it to Shentu City.
When Shentu City sees the letter, he will know that all three of his disciples are in his hands.
Shen Tucheng wanted his three disciples to be safe, so he would put pressure on Yao Shuhai.
I just have to go to the Bear Gate to watch a show in two days.
Jiang Yang had already thought about it. During the introduction, he must appear calm and indifferent, as if he had no idea about this matter.
But when Yao Shuhai suddenly came to apologize, the smart Xiong Miaoyun would definitely think that he had done this, and then he would throw himself into his arms and take off his clothes...hehehehe.
Ahem.
Back to business.
After closing the doors and windows tightly, Jiang Yang sat behind the table by the window, exhaled a breath, adjusted his mental state to the best state, then crossed his fingers, moved his fingers, and started:
The sixty-nine runes required to carve the Sky Shaking Bottle!
I brought back a lot of Blood Phoenix Stones a few days ago, and the bottles have been refined with the help of Lao Huang. There are hundreds of them, enough for me to waste.
After taking out several bottles and placing them on the table, Jiang Yang reviewed the sixty-nine runes recorded on the parchment in his mind. After making sure they were correct, he picked up the carving knife at hand.
The knife at this moment is not the carving knife in the hands of ordinary carpenters. This carving knife is specially used by the formation master to carve formations. In the past, Jiang Yang learned the formations for several months under the training of Master Wen, so he has a carving knife.
Not surprising.
Holding the carving knife in hand, Jiang Yang held his breath and concentrated, deep into the bottle, and began to carve the first rune.
The first rune is not complicated, there are only two lines.
But the reason why an array mage is so rare is that every rune must be drawn very accurately without any mistakes.
What's more, this is only the first rune. If he wants to complete the Shaking Sky Bottle, there are still 68 runes waiting for Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang tried his best to breathe calmly, then the carving knife went deep into the bottle and began to carve the first line.
Jiang Yang felt that his cutting hand was trembling slightly, but as his fingers lightly carved the knife, a shallow line formed in the bottle, followed closely by a second line.
"call……"
Just the two lines of the first rune made Jiang Yang feel that his back was already wet. He really didn't know how those high-level formation masters could complete hundreds or even thousands of runes.
Come on, come on... Jiang Yang clenched his fists and cheered himself up secretly. The power of the Sky-shaking Bottle is huge. If it can be successfully copied, you don't need to worry too much even if you encounter enemies like swarms of locusts in the future. After all, the explosion yield is equivalent to
A full blow from the peak of God Refining, this combat power is very powerful.
Holding the carving knife again, Jiang Yang began to carve the second rune.
The second rune still has two lines, but these two lines are much more difficult than the first two lines. In short, the difficulty has doubled.
The carving knife slowly penetrates into the bottle, and the Qi in the palm follows the special medium of the carving knife to carve lines into the bottle one by one.
The second way, the third way, the fourth way...
Unknowingly, an hour has passed.
Jiang Yang's robe was completely wet with sweat, and big beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead. Jiang Yang had already completed half of the rune carvings.
The first thing to draw formations is talent...Jiang Yang has it, and he is not young at all. Uncle Wen classifies Jiang Yang as extremely talented, but no one teaches Jiang Yang on weekdays.
Otherwise, Jiang Yang would have become a master of formations long ago.
Alas, my uncle mistook me!
Secondly, what is needed is perseverance and fault-finding. When carving runes, you must be careful, gentle and gentle, and the strength must be just right... Jiang Yang also has this, he has been a pure boy for two lives, Jiang Yang.
His hands are as steady as those of a yuppie.
Another hour later, Jiang Yang's heart was beating so fast.
Because he has carved the last rune.
Sure enough, in addition to my weird physique, I also have weird talents... Jiang Yang couldn't help but sigh. Over the years, Jiang Yang felt that he could learn things very quickly, such as sucking palms.
The parchment says that it is extremely difficult, and practitioners are expected to try their best.
But Jiang Yang only tried once and succeeded!
It’s not just about being talented… it’s about being perverted!
With trembling hands and excited heart, the corners of Jiang Yang's mouth slightly raised at a speed visible to the naked eye, because he was about to successfully copy the Sky Vial.
Hahahahaha...haha...ha.
"Bang!"
A loud noise suddenly came, and the door was kicked open... Jiang Yang's hand shook, and the carving knife slashed into the bottle...
The next moment, Jiang Yang's eyes widened, he held his head and looked at the Zhentian bottle that was only one step away from the table. His voice became hoarse and he cried out in despair: "Ah..." This chapter has been completed!