Chapter 166 The ashes are raised for you [two chapters in one]
Qingli Palace, inside the Golden Battle Platform.
Balls of blood-colored dirty light sprayed out, and before they hit the ground, they turned into all kinds of weird and strange creations, using all four legs together, and flew away wildly.
The blood shadows held the formation flags in their mouths, arranged them in order according to the directions of Qian, Gen, Xun and Kun, and shook them all.
A dark wind rolled up, whizzing at the soul, heading straight towards the Niwan Palace. The hidden thunder disappeared in a flash, the evil mist filled the air, and the poisonous light shone.
The evil formation is complete!
The young man dressed in blood and wearing a strict iron mask laughed twice, turned into blood, and suddenly escaped from the evil formation.
In the golden battle platform, he emerged from the bloody light again, staring at the Taoist wearing a lotus crown who was trapped in the evil formation, smiling and joking.
"Shen Zhenjun, this evil formation has been completed." Zuo Chengye said slowly: "Aren't you going to admit defeat?"
There were several translucent blood holes on his body, which were slowly healing. The five-color divine light was mixed with the domineering fist intention, causing a deep blood mark to appear on the Niwan Palace between Zuo Chengye's eyebrows, and the bones were almost visible.
The blood-clothed boy took a deep breath, and his bones made a crackling sound. As the bloody spurge in his hand shattered, Zuo Chengye's face became a little paler.
He did not expect that this battle would be so brutal that it almost exceeded his expectations.
"Aren't you still admitting your defeat?"
Zuo Chengye did not activate the formation rashly, but raised his voice and shouted at Bai Shu, who was trapped in the evil formation.
Dark thunder raged, killing sounds roared, the wind roared in the formation, and it was so dark that one couldn't even see his fingers.
Beside Bai Zhu, there were countless scattered and broken bloody weapons, almost piled up into a hill.
"Your surrogate death technique." Bai Shu glanced at the fragments of blood soldiers beside him and said with a smile: "How many more times can it be used?"
This time, the person he faced was actually Zuo Chengye.
Two days have passed quietly since Chen Jizi hosted the banquet.
The legitimate son of the Chen family in Luojiang holds an important protective weapon called a water divider in his hand. Even in a wealthy family like the Chen family in Luojiang, it is an out-and-out treasure.
When Chen Jizi came to Qingli Palace this time, he was accompanied by a protector from the clan, who was Chen Jizi's clan uncle.
He practiced the Tianshui Heart Sutra and temporarily took charge of the water-dividing ruler for Chen Jizi.
But I was vaguely aware of it
The water veins of Tongjiang River seem to be gradually condensing into one.
It's like a loose ball of floating catkins, slowly twisted into a rope under the kneading of inexplicable force.
Although I don't know the reason, thinking about Qingli Jun's strange behavior after not seeing him for several days, it is inevitable that people will be wary.
Not only did Lord Qingli not show up, but among the seven sons of Qingli, only one Lord Zhemei was present.
As for the officials of the Dragon Palace, they were all missing and had no news at all.
Chen Jizi suggested that everyone work together to explore the details of Qingli Palace and see how the depths of this Dragon Palace are related to the abnormal movements of the Tongjiang River water veins.
But as soon as these words were spoken, they were rejected without hesitation by everyone.
Chu Xiang even stabbed him in the face and made some sarcastic remarks.
Heng'an was the only one who had any intention. After thinking about it again and again, he still shook his head.
Although they are bold, they are not so bold as to secretly investigate the details of a holy land. This is undoubtedly a way to die.
Even if Qing Lijun killed them on the spot, he could not find any fault on the surface.
Chen Jizi's purpose in hosting the banquet could not be more obvious. It was obviously to discuss Taoism, but in reality it was to find someone to help him.
At the banquet in Tianshui Pavilion, all those present were members of the Holy Land and aristocratic families, and there were even two people who were from the royal family.
With their background, when they walk outside, they are always followed by guardians.
For example, Chen Jizi, an uncle who practices the Tianshui Heart Sutra, is a real Five Realm Life Treasure.
Under the control of the water divider, the clan uncle Chen Jizi could even compete with two people of the same realm.
The rest, such as Mei Zhiwen, Heng'an, Xu Yong, Yishan Lu Xiuzhu, etc., also have their own guardians to guard them secretly.
If dozens of five-level life treasures were united in one place, they would be enough to turn the Dragon Palace upside down without Qingli Jun.
The Life Hiders, with the tacit understanding between humans and immortals, are already the strongest fighting force on the surface.
Even in such a huge Dragon Palace, there can't be such a number of Five Realm Mingzang monks.
But no one is willing to offend this most ancient immortal for no reason. Even if the Chen family of Luojiang is willing to take the lead, no one wants to follow him.
In the Tianshui Pavilion, the party initiated by Chen Jizi naturally broke up unhappy.
In fact, when Chen Jizi proposed to monitor Qingli Palace, those who were qualified to speak out were no longer just young people like them who were in the Three Realms of Yangfu.
After Chen Jizi's clan uncle suddenly appeared, he showed off his sleeves and blocked all information from the outside world.
There were dozens more figures in the Tianshui Pavilion.
They have different clothes and different faces, and they are old and young.
Some were dressed in simple gray robes, with only a single yin-yang tai chi on their backs. Some were so gorgeous that the sky was filled with light, reflecting the entire Jade Palace in a majestic way.
There are charming women with graceful figures and peach-blossom faces, and there are also old men with white hair who are as skinny as wood and dying.
But without exception, the aura on their bodies, even if it is only accidentally leaked, is heavy and terrifying.
Like the sacred mountains from ancient times, they break through the clouds and overlook the ant world below.
When they gathered together, the void seemed to be crushed, making an overwhelming tearing sound.
Among the group of Five Realm Life Treasures, Bai Shu also met two people who had met once before.
The Taoist sect’s Hanxu Taoist, and the Xie family’s Tiangui Tongzi.
It is the will of the Chen family in Luojiang that they gather here.
It is not so much that Chen Jizi hosted a banquet and invited many young talents to Tianshui Pavilion.
Rather, it was the Chen family of Luojiang who invited all the noble families from all over the world to a holy place to discuss the whole story of the group in Qingli Palace.
As for Chen Jizi and them, they were only exposed on the surface and used as a cover-up.
The group continued the quarrel between Chen Jizi and Chu Xiang, but in the end, there was no conclusion.
As there was no one behind him, Bai Shu could not help but be looked at by everyone in the banquet.
This young Taoist priest came out of nowhere and defeated Xu Yong, a man with double pupils.
There was no protector behind him!
Chu Xiang, who always had a bad mouth, jeered a few words, but Baizhu remained calm and unmoved.
In fact, Bai Shu felt helpless when looking at the group of guardians of the Five Realms Life Treasure.
Even his master, Wu Huai, the abbot of Fengshan Temple, was only a four-level Vajra.
Sitting in Fengshan for many years, I still couldn't find an opportunity to devour the heavenly beings. In desperation, I had no choice but to travel to the South China Sea to find an opportunity to break through.
The news was sent that Yu Gui Shang had long since disappeared, and it was not known whether the red-faced monk at this moment had successfully broken through.
Bai Shu had a dull face, listening to the group of life treasurers arguing back and forth, his face turned red and his ears red, but he still couldn't decide.
After the unhappy breakup at Tianshui Pavilion, Baizhu once again stepped onto the golden platform. He never expected that his opponent would be Zuo Chengye, an old friend of Fenyin City.
Facing Zuo Chengye, who is also a true talisman, his martial arts is completely different from that of Shenya Gongyin.
It turned out to be a mad dog-like opening and closing, coupled with the ghastly bloody death technique.
The magical power of surrogate death comes from an ancient mental method of the Xie family called "Blood Nerve", and it is also the fundamental method practiced by Zuo Chengye.
Refined with special techniques, the blood is coagulated into a weapon. It can not only be used as a weapon, but is also kept in the Niwan Palace on weekdays. In times of crisis, it can even die on behalf of the master.
This magical power, Baishu, has never been heard of in the classics of Fengshan Temple.
Now, naturally, it is the first time to see him.
As a last resort, he was almost severely injured by the resurrected Zuo Chengye, breaking his shoulder bone.
Baizhu's mind was spinning rapidly, and it only took a moment.
He raised his head and stared at the evil formation around him. Countless winds were howling, like thousands of evil ghosts crying and howling, about to tear people's flesh and blood and destroy their souls.
"Do you really think." Bai Zhu shrugged: "You have trapped me?"
"Otherwise?" Zuo Chengye raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered again and again: "I saw you trapped in the formation with my own eyes, how can this be false?"
"You're too slow."
Bai Shu spoke calmly, and the avatars left in the evil formation collapsed into dots of light and suddenly disappeared.
At the same time that Zuo Chengye's expression changed dramatically, Bai Shu's true form, which had already escaped from the sword, suddenly fell with a palm.
"I would like to see." His voice was loud and loud: "How many more times can you use your surrogate death technique?"
The whole body of Atractylodes Atractylodes explodes with red clouds. Under the full operation of the heart meridian, it is like a river of magma and fire, brilliant and dazzling.
boom!
Zuo Chengye opened his mouth and spit out a big seal, which hit Bai Shu's palm.
In the slight trembling of the golden battle platform, the two figures left afterimages in the void, opening and closing, and buzzing incessantly.
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"Who did you kidnap?"
On the viewing platform, Monk Huiyuan spoke to Cui Yuanzhou.
"Of course it's Senior Brother Shen."
The little fat man was careless, his eyes wandering.
"What's wrong with you?" Monk Huiyuan asked in surprise.
"I was thinking about what happened at Tianshui Pavilion."
"Tianshui Pavilion?" Monk Huiyuan frowned. He quietly looked around and asked Cui Yuanzhou in his heart: "Whether you want to explore Qingli Palace or not, the big names who have their lives have their own destiny. What are you worried about?"
"That's not it."
"no?"
"Chu Xiang, I was thinking about Chu Xiang humiliating you and me."
Cui Yuanzhou said calmly: "I have always lived in the mountains for a long time. In Lingchi Taoist Temple, my teacher is the master of the Taoist Temple, and my uncle is the elder of Jiejing Mountain.
I know some rudimentary formations, and I have an arrogant personality. For the sake of my teacher and uncle, everyone is flattering me and praising me to the sky."
Cui Yuanzhou's face was expressionless. He paused and then spoke:
"Even the formation of my three-legged cat was praised by everyone as a little star. However, this damn name was still spread out. I was still self-satisfied at the time. I just felt that I was famous in front of the world."
Monk Huiyuan moved his lips, and just as he was about to speak, bursts of exclamations erupted from several crystal palaces around him.
On the golden battlefield, Bai Shu used his magical powers one after another, and finally smashed Zuo Chengye's head with one punch.
Just as a bloody soldier shattered, the human figure covered with a strict iron mask once again solidified not far away.
Monk Huiyuan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke in a solemn voice:
"You are young, fourteen or fifteen years old, so don't think too much."
The dark and thin monk sighed and smiled at Cui Yuanzhou: "At your age, I only have an ear."
"I also want to go to the golden battlefield." Cui Yuanzhou slowly shook his head: "This time I went out, I finally saw my own shallowness."
Teacher, you think so too...
Cui Yuanzhou whispered in his heart, then laughed at the frowning monk Huiyuan, patted his shoulder casually, and looked into the golden battle platform.
"This is what a real man should do."
His eyes flashed and he smiled slowly:
"Pindao will definitely repay Chu Xiang's humiliation to me as it is in the future!"
At this moment, Bai Shu and Zuo Chengye were fighting to the point of going crazy.
He opens and closes every move without any reservations. The Sea of Bitter Buddha in his body draws the rhythm of heaven and earth, causing his every punch and finger to carry boundless power from heaven and earth.
puff!
Bai Shu spits out five-colored light, which penetrates Zuo Chengye's shoulder bone.
At the same time, his blood energy exploded, like a bloody sun, shooting out the sky's light.
Bai Shu's body moved, he stepped forward, and he and Zuo Chengye, who had been injured, struck hard for dozens of times again. Between the two, the glow of light rushed up, the energy surged, and the strong wind rolled and stirred.
"Go away!"
Zuo Chengye, who felt half of his body numb when he wanted to touch it with his palms, shouted angrily.
A slender figure suddenly appeared, separating Baizhu and Zuo Chengye.
His face was painted with extremely thick oil paint, the color was so bright and bright that it almost bled.
This is a man about five meters tall, skinny and wrapped in long coarse linen.
"Female thing!"
Bai Shu was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized the tall and thin man in front of him. He was the fetus that had eaten countless living corpses in the Fenyin Zhao Mansion and was raised by Zuo Chengye.
The tall and thin man chuckled, his arms and legs elongated like noodles, and wrapped around Baizhu.
Zuo Chengye, on the other hand, retreated several miles away, blood boiling in his chest, apparently recovering from his injuries.
Bai Shu was too lazy to contend with the tall and thin man. He avoided the palms that were wrapped like spider silk and knocked the creature down with a casual punch.
"open!"
A circle of five-color light appeared behind him, like a large peacock opening its tail, and countless light feathers tilted like a waterfall, fiercely shooting toward Zuo Chengye.
A huge rainbow light lingered in the sky endlessly. Bai Shu stepped into the void and looked pale.
Finally, with the crackling sound of fighting, Zuo Chengye made a hoarse voice.
"I admit defeat."
He vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body was covered with large and small scars. The boy in blood-clothed face looked neither sad nor happy. He took one last look at Bai Shu and teleported out of the battlefield.
The field was silent for a moment, and then there was a tsunami of cheers.
"I won..."
Bai Shu stared at the place where Zuo Chengye disappeared, his eyes confused for a moment.
A few months ago, when he faced the young man in blood, he was as helpless as a child, like fish on a chopping board, just letting himself be slaughtered.
Now……
"I won!"
Bai Zhu slowly clenched his fingers and laughed softly.
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"Which one of them do you think is more pleasing to the eye?"
In a shell palace, Qingli Jun was lying lazily on the dragon bed, smiling at his daughter who was standing respectfully at the foot of the stairs.
"It all depends on your Majesty's orders." Princess Seventeen lowered her head.
"The one with the bald head is no good. As soon as I see the bald head, I can't help but want to smash their heads."
Qing Lijun looked at Bai Shu with a smile on his face and shook his head:
"Even if Qingli Palace were to become extinct and all the male cultivators in the world were to die, I would not let you marry him."
"What about Chen Jizi?" Princess Seventeen asked tentatively.
"The dignified son of the Chen family in Luojiang would like you, a lowly monster?"
Qing Lijun smiled coldly:
"Those bitches who came to watch the ceremony still want to find out whether I am real or not. They are really brave!"
The seventeenth princess lowered her head and fell silent for a moment.
In the Tianshui Pavilion, the life treasurers thought they were secretive and had personally concealed the secrets, so they would never be seen through.
But he didn't expect that every move they made would be as clear to Qing Lijun as the lines on his palm.
"Is your Majesty about to conquer the water veins?" After a long time, the Seventeenth Princess spoke softly.
"Almost." Qing Lijun nodded slightly. He looked at the young figures on the golden battle stage and seemed to suddenly think of something, smiling brightly.
"Do you know." Qing Lijun's lips raised: "What is the first thing I need to do after I cultivate Shinto?"
"Kill the foot monk and Miao Yan?" Princess Seventeen asked.
"No."
"Send troops to land?"
"No." Qing Lijun shook his head.
"I want to go to Wang Qiuyi's grave." He looked at the large formation covering the entire Qingli Palace, as if he was remembering the domineering man thousands of years ago, who was about to break the entire barrier of the Dragon Palace with one punch.
But he just huddled in the magic circle, like an old turtle with a shrunken head.
"I want to go to his grave and spread his ashes."
Qing Lijun said calmly:
"Not only will his ashes be raised, but if Wang Qiuyi still has fragments of his soul, even his soul, I will have to be saved by him!"
