Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh words hidden in glory
After watching intently for a moment, Chen Cuo frowned, then looked around and noticed the inconsistencies in the entire Taihua Secret Realm.
"You should have discovered that our Taihua Secret Realm is getting into something weird." Yan Yinzi's voice came from the side.
Chen Cuo looked at the sound and bowed with his hands in hand.
His relationship with Yan Yinzi was quite harmonious. Not long ago, this uncle came thousands of miles to help. Although he didn't help, he had a few meals at the prince's and the marquis's mansion, which brought them closer to each other.
He had been wrapped in cloth just now. Although his senses were cut off, he was still vaguely aware of it. It was not surprising to see Yan Yinzi now, but after this salute and carefully looking at the uncle, he finally showed a look of surprise.
When Yan Yinzi saw this, he smiled bitterly and said: "Why are you surprised? My little ability, uncle, is nothing compared to what you have done, let alone what you have done along the way.
Uncle Master's surprise has almost turned into fright. Even the five degenerations of heaven and man can't harm you, and you can survive on your own..."
He is in a different realm now, and his perception is extremely sensitive. He clearly sensed a strong aura of decay in Chen Cuo before, and he was determined to be right. Now that the aura is gone, and there is no external interference, it is obvious that Chen Cuo is
I can't help but be amazed that I solved the mistake myself, but when I think about this disciple's past actions, I don't think it's too weird.
It's Hui Shuozi. He has seen Chen Cuo's internal and external exhaustion. He has also seen with his own eyes that he was entangled in his body and mind by his decadence. As a result, the cloth burst and Chen Cuo jumped out of it. Not only did the decadence disappear.
, the energy and spirit are even more intense. If it were not bound by a sword and armor, the aura leaking out would be enough to disturb a party!
At this time, Yan Yinzi nodded again and said: "That's fine. I wanted your master to help you clean up your body and get rid of the five negative effects. Now that you have eliminated the five negative effects, you can go see him in a light condition."
Chen Cuo took advantage of the situation and asked: "What happened in the secret realm? Why is it so quiet and full of death energy?"
He still remembered that in several deductions, in addition to the mist intrusion from Tianwu in that world, many Taoist soldiers entered the secret realm. Now that he saw something strange, he naturally wanted to ask clearly.
Yan Yinzi pondered for a moment and then said: "Since you asked, I have to tell you, uncle. This time our Taihua Mountain is experiencing disaster, there are actually signs. Senior brother and I have been waiting for it, but we have basically
You are not thick anymore, and there are not many disciples..." After a pause, he looked at Chen Cuo, "I rushed over in a hurry before, but I was actually worried that you would be involved in the Southern Dynasty affairs and be plotted against you at the critical moment."
Having said this, he sighed again: "Unexpectedly, there are too many people plotting against us this time. Not only are there evil beings from the outside world, but even the underworld has taken action."
"Yinsi?"
Chen Cuo's heart moved, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart.
During the Changhe deduction, he saw that the Taoist soldiers who broke through the secret realm had the shadow of Yin Si faintly behind them. Now feeling the strong death energy around them, he said: "The strange phenomena in the secret realm are caused by the plot of Yin Si?"
Chen Cuo's mind naturally flashed past the figure of Ting Yi. After all, this person has a close relationship with the Yinsi.
"Of course it's the Yin Division." Yan Yinzi sneered, "Didn't you realize that all the human fireworks in our Taihua Secret Realm have been taken away? There is a treasure in the Yin Division, called 'Zhong'
Yuan Jie' can collect human fireworks, connect the world of Yin and Yang, and even connect ancestral spirits and living people, and then communicate with all people! How many thousands of people are there in our secret realm? Naturally, the human fireworks were stolen easily, and became
Dead zone!"
"Zhongyuan knot?" Chen Cuo looked surprised.
"This treasure ranks among the top among the underworld, and its name means the official second-class Zhongyuan Festival." Hui Shuozi saw Chen Cuo's confusion, "It is said that because the people of the Central Plains have celebrated the Zhongyuan Festival for generations,
On this day, the customs, thoughts, and incense of worshiping ancestors from ancient times were condensed, and finally evolved into this treasure!"
Chen Cuo chewed these and whispered: "A festival becomes a treasure? It is really beyond imagination, but strictly speaking, it is reasonable, and it coincides with the method of incense and the meaning of virtuality and reality."
At this moment, there were wisps of cold air coming.
This cold air has not yet touched a few people, but it brings bursts of bone-chilling breath.
The grass and wooden houses around the three people were quickly covered with a layer of white frost.
Chen Cuo's heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if a ghost-headed door was slowly approaching, and the door was about to open and swallow him whole.
Vaguely, afterimages appeared around him
There are cautious children hiding in the corners of the house;
There are confused young men with their heads bowed;
There are repressed young people who look up to others;
…
"Chen Fangqing's past?"
Chen Cuo already understood the meaning of these figures, and then when he saw these figures rushing towards him, trying to catch the bodies, he shook his head, smiled, and waved his sleeves to disperse them.
Buzz!
His left hand trembled slightly, as if he was attracted, and his breath was eager to try.
"snort!"
Yan Yinzi snorted coldly.
"You dare to manifest here even though you are a mere ghost gate!"
Then, he strode over, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him
There are uninhibited and frivolous children;
A young man with bright clothes and an angry horse;
There are young people who are proud of their talents;
There are celebrities who talk eloquently;
There are officials who argue with others;
There are madmen with generous lamentations;
There are Taoists who gamble on everyone they meet;
…
Many figures were dazzling, and they all rushed to Yan Yinzi's body in the blink of an eye, submerging his whole body, and actually revealed a somewhat luxurious aura.
But immediately, a sword light came out from it.
The sword light swept away and all the shadows disappeared!
Then, Yan Yinzi's figure in cloth was revealed again, he pointed his fingers into a sword and slashed out.
The white sword light crossed the void, cutting into pieces the ghost gate hidden in the human heart and stationed in the netherworld!
"Now that I have entered the Taihua Sect in this life, the only one who can hold the sword is Yan Yinzi."
As soon as the words fell, the sword light scattered in all directions, and the white frost disappeared.
"Uncle Master..."
Seeing this scene, Chen Cuo pondered deeply and realized that his uncle, a layman, must also have an origin.
But he didn't ask.
at this time.
A sigh sounded in my ears, and a voice came from the Taoist temple
"You're here, come in."
This voice was very familiar to Hui Shuozi and Chen Cuo. It was their master Dao Yinzi.
However, the voice sounded very old at this time, and it contained a deep sense of exhaustion.
Hui Shuozi and Chen Cuo, brothers and sisters, felt their bodies sinking just listening to this voice, and there was actually a feeling of fatigue in their hearts!
Especially Chen Cuo, who had just gotten rid of the influence of the decadent energy on himself, was more sensitive, and then realized that his master was probably not in good condition at this time!
Hui Shuozi was obviously aware of it and was about to ask.
Yan Yinzi sighed and pointed inside the Taoist temple: "We're all here now, so there's no need to ask. Go in and see your master and ask him to tell you to wait."
The two brothers nodded and walked in through the door with solemn expressions.
Upon entering the Taoist temple, Chen Cuo immediately noticed something different.
When he first entered this place and saw the portrait of the Patriarch, the copper lamps along the path in the courtyard left a deep impression on him.
At that time, Chen Cuo's Taoism was still shallow, but he also noticed that the copper lamp contained the thoughts of his ancestors in the sect and contained inner fire.
But now, he walked into the Taoist temple and touched the copper lamp with his eyes, but he didn't see any brilliance inside. Even the lamp seemed to have fallen into a mortal object, and there was nothing magical about it as far as he could see.
"Could it be that the spirit in the lamp was also absorbed by the Zhongyuan knot of the underworld?"
"It's not because of the underworld. The reason why the thought in the lamp was extinguished is to maintain the secret realm of the mountain gate." Dao Yinzi's voice came again, still showing weakness, "Don't delay, come in, I will give you just the right thing."
Tell me a few words."
The two of them were shocked when they heard the words. They heard something ominous in the words, so they took a few steps quickly.
When they crossed the threshold and saw the scene in the house, they both froze on the spot.
A faint light shines through the leaky window and falls on the ground, leaving a patch of mottled light.
The skinny Taoist sat on the futon, his body sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, changing like a shadow in the water.
He raised his head with difficulty, saw the two of them, and smiled warmly.