On a hilltop outside the entrance of Yuchi, Li Xiao and Yiyun were standing side by side. An old man with white hair and a scholar's shirt came riding the wind and landed beside them.
"gentlemen."
Yiyun bowed respectfully.
The person who came was none other than the mountain master of Yushan Academy, the real person in charge.
The old man in a Confucian shirt waved his hands without saying a word. Li Xiao was even more casual and regarded it as a greeting. He had no interaction with this Confucian sage, let alone friendship.
Not far away, a white-haired old man in a Taoist robe floated over with a whisk in his arms and stepped on the treetops. He looked at the collapsing cave heaven and blessed land, and was speechless.
Another traveling monk appeared out of thin air, holding a Zen staff in one hand and dragging a bowl with the other. Looking at the miserable situation on the island, he said: "Amitabha."
Li Xiaoduo glanced at the monk twice, because he had a relationship with the monk once. It was at the Nanyue of Jinpan State that he took away the soul of the female ghost in red. The monk's Buddhist name was Chongpu.
Feeling Li Xiao's gaze, Monk Chongpu turned his head and smiled, put one hand on his chest, and performed Buddhist salutes to Li Xiao from a distance.
Li Xiao returned the gift.
At the rope bridge by the Yuchikou Lake, a man wearing a yellow robe with dragon patterns stood by the lake, looking at the crowd of people fleeing on the other side with his hands behind his hands. Next to him stood an old man wearing a Confucian shirt.
It is His Majesty the current emperor of Jin Pan Kingdom, and the highly respected Prime Minister.
His Majesty the Emperor's senior brother Wang Mian, the immortal on the mountain, has already gone to the other side to look for the closed disciple who is now very dear to the master, his younger junior brother.
Soon, an old man wearing a gray robe came with a sword and landed next to Zhao Zhibing. The sword at his feet returned to the scabbard on his back.
The old man had a kind face and kind eyes, but his whole face was criss-crossed with furrows. He looked very weak and seemed to be about to die soon.
Seeing the old man, the Prime Minister of Jin Panguo stepped aside knowingly.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Kingdom of Jin Pan smiled warmly and respectfully performed the first salute. The old man accepted it calmly.
If this scene fell into the eyes of ordinary people, it would be something extraordinary. His majesty, the emperor, who is so high above us, actually has the time to kneel down and worship others?
"Master."
Zhao Zhibing's title revealed the identity of this old man, who was none other than the world-famous master of Wudang Mountain, Mi Chongyang.
He is the common master of the secular king of Jin Pan Kingdom and the senior brother of Dongxu Realm. His cultivation level reaches the sky. He is the second person in Dongsheng Shenzhou who is only half a realm away from that Confucian saint, and only a few steps away from the Crossing Tribulation Realm.
Half a step away, he is even better at fighting than that Confucian saint. He is now the most promising person in Dongzhou to become an immortal!
On the mountain, the old man holding a fly whisk frowned slightly and said, "It's strange, why there is no movement again."
Previously, when he was in seclusion, he clearly felt a familiar monstrous demonic energy, which must be related to the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago, because this was the place where the demonic sword fell.
The war between immortals and demons back then was inseparable from him, and could even be said to be the culprit. Because he was the old monster who killed the charming Sanqingshan Taoist priest and had lived for a thousand years.
His seniority is even higher than Mi Chongyang.
It's just that his Taoist talent is not particularly outstanding. In addition, when the Demon Sword Immortal used his sword, his Taoist heart was damaged. The Dongxu realm back then is now only the peak of the Mahayana realm, and it has been stuck at the bottleneck for five hundred years.
"Why don't we work together to hold up the cave sky, which is worse than having many juniors buried alive?" The ancestor of Sanqing Mountain swept his eyes over the faces of the people who came in turn, and his heartfelt voice fell in everyone's ears.
"Can."
The Confucian mountain master was the first to express his stance.
The headmaster of Wudang Mountain and the monk Chongpu also agreed one by one.
So, these four people plus Yiyun, a student of the Confucian mountain master, the five people set off almost at the same time and hung over the mouth of Yuchi.
Li Xiao is a martial artist, so he can't help with this kind of thing, so he can only watch from a distance.
Five people sit in five directions. One of the ancestors of Sanqing Mountain and the leader of Wudang Mountain holds a sword, and the other holds a fly whisk. They are both holding seals with their hands. Monk Chongpu is sitting cross-legged, with his Zen staff placed across his knees, a pottery bowl on his head, and both hands.
Put your hands together and mutter something in your mouth.
The Confucian mountain master stood in the void, with one hand behind his back and a fist on his abdomen, just looking down quietly. Yiyun's posture was the same as that of his husband, and he was worthy of being his student.
Several people nodded and mobilized their surrounding spiritual energy.
The five directions correspond exactly to the five elements.
The five elements of spiritual energy on the island are drawn, forming a causal cycle of mutual generation and mutual restraint, forming a large net that covers the mouth of the fish pond.
In an instant, the cave heaven and earth, which had originally collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, stabilized and maintained a balanced state.
Li Xiao stood on the mountain with a smile. Four Mahayana practitioners and one Dongxu practitioner from Dongzhou took action at the same time just to save people. This was a rare occurrence in his life.
In the mouth of the fish pond, there were no more gravels rolling down, and most of the people still inside were of low level or seriously injured. For a moment, they were ecstatic, feeling like they had narrowly escaped death, and they rushed toward the exit.
Shi Yu and his party were among them.
A middle-aged Taoist priest in gray robe came from the sky.
Zhang Zhizhen, who was supporting each other with Zhou Wen, his eyes lit up, he waved hard and shouted: "Elder brother, here!"
The gray-robed Taoist priest's eyes fell on Zhang Zhizhen and he came here at an extremely fast speed.
The people around them wisely stayed away from the group to make room for this Taoist priest who looked extraordinary.
The Taoist in gray robe landed next to Zhang Zhizhen, glanced at Shi Yu who was walking with him, and then at the woman on his back, and said, "Sit here and wait for a while. The Taoist will take the two of them out first, and they will be there soon."
Come back to pick you up."
After saying that, he held Zhang Zhizhen by his collar with one hand and carried Zhou Wen on his shoulder with the other.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and said: "Don't worry, there are five experts here working together to support you, nothing will happen."
Shi Yu smiled and nodded.
This Taoist priest Shi Yu had seen, it was the Wudang Mountain senior brother Wang Mian who he met with Li Xiao in the capital, who spanked the emperor in full view of the public.
The expert he calls must be very tall.
Wang Mian Yufeng left.
Shi Yu did not wait where he was. He still carried Helian Xue on his back and followed the flow of people toward the exit.
In fact, he didn't feel very good. After all, when Ye Chen took over his soul, he forcibly opened a vein on one side, causing swelling and pain in his right arm. In addition, Ye Chen finally put the fairy sword into one of his acupuncture points.
Among them, the orifice points were unable to completely suppress the evil spirit of the fairy sword, resulting in constant conflict between the two. There was a dull pain in his heart, which made Shi Yu exhausted physically and mentally.
Every step Shi Yu took was extremely difficult and he was gasping for air.
There was warm wind blowing on the boy's neck.
Feeling Helianxue's breathing, Shi Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but did not turn his head. He just said, "Miss Helian, if you bear with it for a little while, you will be able to go out soon. Once you go out, you can rest peacefully."
He Lianxue didn't speak, just nodded and put his forehead against the back of Shi Yu's head.
Not long after, Wang Mian left and returned. Seeing that the young man was still moving forward with difficulty, he nodded with satisfaction.
Just like before, he was still holding Shi Yu by the collar with one hand and carrying Helian Xue on his shoulder with the other, walking against the wind.
Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, Shi Yu felt inexplicably relieved.
After leaving the entrance of the fish pond, he threw the two of them together with Zhang Zhizhen and Zhou Wen, glanced at the sky, and stood up without saying a word.
Shi Yu looked up and saw that there were five seniors forming a formation and working together to prevent the collapse of the cave sky.
On the sky above the mouth of Yuchi.
The four Mahayana monks are particularly capable, but the Confucian gentleman in the Dongxu realm is a little weak.
After all, he had just entered the Cave Void Realm not long ago, and with very few shots and little experience, it would be difficult to maintain such a large magic circle for a long time.
There were beads of sweat on his forehead, but he still struggled to hold on.
Suddenly, a pair of warm hands pressed against his back, and spiritual energy penetrated into his body through his hands, traveling through his meridians, and the spiritual energy that was about to dry up in his natal acupoints suddenly filled up.
Yiyun took a quick look and saw that it was Wang Mian, the elder brother of Wudang Mountain, whom he had met once before.
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
At the bottom of the mountain, Li Xiao floated over and landed beside Shi Yu.
He turned to look at Zhang Zhizhen and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are not very eye-catching. Do you think I'm leaving you here so that you can walk over by yourself?"
Zhang Zhizhen showed a wry smile. Although he did not want to speak ill of his senior brother, he felt that what Li Xiao said was reasonable.
After Wang Mian took them out, he threw them directly on the island instead of taking them to the other side. After the magic sword fairy's sword, the passage at the bottom of the lake collapsed first and had been buried long ago. Now, the only way to cross the lake is iron ropes or
It's about swimming over.
In their current state, they couldn't even stand on the ropeway, let alone walk across it. If they swam across, they would probably drown before reaching the other side.
"Isn't there a great swordsman like you?" Zhang Zhizhen's chest hurt, but he still cracked a joke.
"Your boy's appetite for me is not like that of Shi Yu, who is as boring as a gourd." Li Xiao took a sip of wine and then handed the wine bag to Zhang Zhizhen.
Zhang Zhizhen is also very addicted to alcohol. Even if he is seriously injured, he does not want to miss this opportunity to drink for free and takes a swig.
The two of them took a bite each, completely ignoring Shi Yu who looked ugly on the other side.
The wine bag returned to Li Xiao's hand again. Li Xiao hung it on his waist and said: "Because of your bravery and those words just now, I will carry you over first!"
With that said, he lifted Zhang Zhizhen, put it on his back, and ran to the other side on the iron rope.
Returned soon.
Li Xiao is a martial artist after all, and he is no better able to fly in the wind than a Taoist monk. He can only carry one person at a time, and he has to carry all four people back and forth four times.
After that, it was Shi Yu who supported Zhou Wen and Zhang Zhizhen with both hands, and Li Xiao carried He Lianxue on his back, and the four of them walked slowly towards the capital.
On the way, Li Xiao seemed to be in a good mood and gave Shi Yu a thumbs up.
"In such a big turmoil, you who are the least capable are the least injured. In this case, you don't leave first, but you still value love and justice. This is the way we Jianghu people behave. I, Li Xiao, look at people.