Chapter 293 The wind assists the eagles to strike, and the clouds follow thousands of horses
Ten confusions and hell.
On a large, cold peak that looked like it was made of black rock, towering blue clouds were about to fall, covering them in sheets. Lightning flashed and thundered in the thick clouds, and the harsh sounds of fighting were breathtaking and unbearable.
Not far from the Black Rock Peak, I saw Xie Min moving a small bench honestly. He spread his legs and looked very solemn.
There was a fire in front of Xie Min. The down-and-out middle-aged scribe was slowly turning the grill, letting the flames evenly lick the fat chicken on the grill. His movements were meticulous and there was no mistake.
Hiss—hiss—
The chicken slowly browned, revealing an attractive color. The golden fat splashed drop by drop, and fell into the blazing fire, making a slight hissing sound.
The skin of the big fat chicken is split open, and the scorched aroma spreads far away. The fragrant fat is roasted and turns slightly yellow, and it is delicious and even slightly sweet.
Xie Min, who was in front of the fire, did not dare to neglect. He quickly took out some bottles and cans from the Niwan Palace and sprinkled them evenly on the fat chicken on the fire.
"Eat?"
He raised his head and howled at the figure in the clouds.
"Give me a leg!"
As soon as Bai Shu shouted, he was struck by a bolt of incandescent lightning, which made him tremble all over.
"I'll leave you a chicken butt."
Xie Min murmured, carefully picked up the oily roast chicken, licked his lips, and bit into it.
Fragrant, spicy and even slightly sweet, the chicken and condiments exploded in the taste buds, making Xie Min narrow his eyes unconsciously and let out a sound of admiration.
How many years has it been...
Ever since he was trapped in this hell of ten confusions, he had not had a real meal of meat for who knows how many years.
Although those who practice Qiao can eat Qi and use it to satisfy their hunger, and the Vajra Realm is a small world within the inner human body, and they will never have to worry about hunger, but the desire for food and appetite is not so easy to give up.
To be fair, this roasted chicken was not very tasty. Some parts were overcooked and turned black, some were still red with blood, and even the taste was too salty.
But Xie Min ate it with gusto, even chewing the skeleton and swallowing it into his stomach.
After a while, when he broke away from the selfless state of unity between man and nature, his hands were empty.
Not to mention the chicken legs, even the chicken buttocks and skeleton were not left at all.
Xie Ming licked his mouth and raised his eyebrows slowly.
"Oh shit!"
The down-and-out middle-aged scribe pinched his teeth and spat hard:
"What the hell, it's so damn salty!"
While Xie Min was sighing with emotion, in the sky above the clouds, a fierce battle was going on between Baizhu and a Taoist with a red bell hanging above his head.
After giving the wind-chasing boy Li Lang a good beating, the rest of the Baizhu were all attracted to this man.
For several days, I focused on him.
This is an extremely powerful opponent, no matter how magical or magical, he is not inferior to him at all, and even far surpasses Bai Shu in terms of extensive knowledge.
The two of them fought desperately around the mountain peak, unleashing thousands of electric rays and boundless brilliant light. Huge air waves rolled and resounded for dozens of miles, and the void twisted and roared continuously.
If this mountain peak was not made of special materials and is extremely strong, it would have been shattered into powder.
"Heaven and Earth are infinite——"
The Taoist's eyes shot out two rays of black light, turning the sun thrown by Bai Shu into a brilliant stream of fire. Without taking a step back, he suddenly shouted:
"Qiankun borrows the law!"
A long bell sound suddenly sounded. The Taoist took off the big bell hanging above his head and exerted force with his five fingers.
This was a magic weapon he used to protect himself. It withstood Bai Shu's flying sword attacks several times. It was indestructible and difficult to break through.
The big clock is already covered with countless fist marks, palm marks, finger spears, and sword carvings. It looks like there are some signs of damage. These are all marks left by Bai Shu.
But at this moment...
Under the exertion of the Taoist's five fingers, a misty halo appeared. Under the halo, the countless scratches on the bell disappeared little by little and returned to smoothness.
"wrong!"
Bai Shu was horrified, raised his hand and slashed out a beam of blue sword energy, slashing forward.
The Taoist's true energy has been exhausted. Even the third level of Vajra cannot bear the loss of such a fight. It is only a matter of time to take down the Taoist.
But under that halo of halo, not only the big bell that protected the body, but also the Taoist's damaged physical body and dim soul recovered quickly.
His blood energy rose little by little, like a ferocious deep-water wild dragon, gradually emerging from the dark water and making a roaring sound.
"It's useless! The flying sword can't break my body!"
Facing the sword energy that was as blue as the Milky Way, the Taoist laughed wildly and did not dodge.
He held the Hong Zhong, bent his knees slightly, and blasted out a ball of violent sound waves to meet the cold sword energy that fell straight towards Niwan Palace.
Bang!!!
The rocks rustled, and even the solid and indestructible peak body trembled slightly for a moment.
This man——
He actually smashed the sword energy with his head!
"I have already achieved great success in cultivating the Golden Body of Immortality. A mere sword energy can't do anything to me!"
The Taoist raised his hand and threw the big bell at Baizhu. There was a loud bang, and the sound of the bell was extremely melodious. It seemed that it would last forever with the way of heaven, be immortal and indestructible forever.
There is a spirit in the body of the bell that looks similar to the Taoist priest. It shines all over its body and chants chants from its mouth. The sound moves the mountains and expounds endless wonderful principles.
The Taoist also moved his fingers rapidly to create mysterious seals. He wanted to assist and bless the powerful bell to suppress Bai Shu!
"In this hell, no one can brag better than you except Li Lu!"
Bai Shu let out a lion's roar, and the violent sound waves soared into the sky, causing Hong Zhong's aura to dim slightly for a moment. Then he turned seventy-two far away and transformed into a hundred-armed Great Ming King.
The King of Ming Dynasty is bright and holy, and his treasure body is extremely sacred. Each hand holds a miniature demon-suppressing mountain, exuding a fierce and fearless killing intent.
"Come!"
Baizhu roared angrily, and the Ming Dynasty King moved his hundred hands together. The hundreds of demon-suppressing mountains faced the melodious Hong Bell with boundless power.
Bang!
Bang!!
Bang!!!
The rocks flew randomly, and were completely affected by this huge force, and were knocked apart, leaving only the immortal light in the depths of the mountain, which was composed of forbidden laws and restrained the entire mountain.
Countless convex marks appeared instantly in the bell, causing this ancient bell to expand erratically, suddenly getting bigger and smaller, as if it was about to explode at any time.
"Damn it!"
The Taoist's face darkened, he opened his mouth and roared out a river of incandescent thunder, which rolled towards the big bell.
Bang!
With the last sound, the big bell stood stiff for a moment, and then exploded violently!
The King of Ming Dynasty, holding a hundred seals in his hands, had just broken open the big bell, and what came to him was the blindingly incandescent thunder river, whose brilliance could illuminate the entire hell.
"Little Doyle!"
Bai Shu sneered, put away King Ming's transformation technique, and returned to his original state.
He also opened his mouth and screamed, summoning a sky-reaching wall composed of Yushu Divine Thunder, blocking it in front of him to withstand Lei He's violent bombardment.
This is a big, fierce collision.
The Incandescent Thunder River is the Dongxuan Divine Thunder of the Xin Tongmei Clan, but for some unknown reason, this Taoist can actually use it as it is, and it is quite powerful.
The Dongxuan Divine Thunder is the best at slaying evil spirits, and its yang energy is as surging and fierce as the sea, and it contains infinite upright and righteous thoughts.
According to legend, when a demon sheds its demonic body and transforms into a human body.
In the heaven and earth, there are ninety-nine and eighty-one cave-mysterious divine thunders descending to hinder the practice of monsters.
For this reason, the Dongxuan Divine Thunder is the most feared thunder method among monsters in the world. It is a fear engraved in the blood.
The Thunder River roared violently against the high wall, and the two divine thunders of Yushu and Dongxuan clashed, causing the void to shake like torn paper, and thick black cracks hundreds of feet long spread far away.
King Kong Realm——
Apart from Ran Di, the Taoist in front of him was the strongest opponent Bai Shu had ever seen.
Bai Shu laughed wildly and used his lion's roar to disperse the remaining thunder, clearing a huge area of pure void. He then raised his fist and struck directly at the Taoist.
Golden clouds surrounded him, and his damaged body was recovering little by little under the golden clouds.
Nirvana Technique——
This is the supreme holy art of healing. Although Atractylodes is not very effective in this way, it can still exert some power.
The Taoist's eyes turned cold, he flew forward and raised his fist to meet him.
Bang!!!
In the sky and the earth, there was a violent sound of drum beating, one after another, which shocked Xie Min in the distance to open his eyes and retreat several miles back.
The dazzling runes are intertwined, and the two figures are like dragons, as if they are trying to break the prison cage of torture, the ferocity is boundless!
The sword energy was brilliant, the sun was bright, rivers of thunder broke through the void, and the demon-suppressing mountains covered the sky.
With a loud bang, Baizhu's hands suddenly closed!
The body of the Taoist holding the bell froze nearby, and a chain composed of the five innate qi, gold, red, black, yellow, and green, intertwined, and resembled a colorful centipede, suddenly bound the Taoist.
Innate Five Elements Centipede Lock!
Unspeakable severe pain shot through his body, like a giant centipede piercing its sharp hooked legs into his flesh.
The Taoist cried out in pain unconsciously, and his consciousness was slightly dizzy. Even the soul sitting in the Niwan Palace was disturbed by the poison in the centipede lock.
The true energy was lost, the energy and blood were exhausted, and various illusions appeared in front of the eyes. On the contrary, what followed was that the centipede wrapped around the body became more and more agile and grew, as if it had given birth to a mind.
Mummy!
If you continue to suck it like this, you will be sucked into a mummy!
The Taoist was so heartbroken that he forced his true energy to break the centipede lock.
But when he just broke free from the centipede rope, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Hundreds of miles of vast clouds were rolled up in one place. In the center of the clouds, Bai Shu's five fingers suddenly spread out and slowly pressed down on the Taoist.
"The first form of the seal of heaven and man - the seal of no phase!"
Just like the Great Luotian with colorless roots——
The Taoist can clearly sense that under the pressure of that seal, the Yuan Qi around him has been extracted from the essence and transformed into another completely different object. It is a change from particles to deeper levels, which cannot be stopped.
, cannot be reversed.
"Damn it! Why is it like this again!"
The Taoist threw the Hong Bell in his hand in despair and shouted:
"Please, don't turn me into a woman!"
Can't win...
No matter what magical powers I use, I can't resolve it...
This is the tragic conclusion that the Taoist came to after being beaten countless times.
Being hit by the Immortal Seal, one can only rely on one's true energy to resist, there is no other way.
And if the form is transformed by this seal, even if you use your true energy to break away, there will still be a gap of just a few moments.
A few moments——
Although these few moments may seem short, in the eyes of the Vajra Realm, they are already long enough.
"Why am I so ugly when I become a woman?"
The Taoist gave up his struggle and his thoughts wandered: "No! That kid made me ugly on purpose! I can-"
puff!
The sudden severe pain interrupted the Taoist's thinking. He lowered his head tremblingly, and the tip of the sword, as clear as water, pierced his abdomen, and the sword's light was cold.
"you……"
The Taoist turned his head ferociously. The Bai Shu pressed by the seal in front of him had long since disappeared. The huge and infinite seal seemed to be just an illusion.
"Illusion body, you tricked me!" The Taoist shouted: "No, it's the poison of the centipede. The poison of the centipede made me lose my mind. Otherwise, I can see through such a shallow illusion body at a glance!"
"Sir, times have changed."
Behind the Taoist, Bai Shu, who was holding a sword, patted his shoulder with one hand and said with a smile:
"Whatever I say will happen? Why are you so naive? If you lose, you lose. It's not embarrassing to lose to me. Why are you so stubborn, big brother?"
puff!
With the long sword drawn out, the Taoist fell to the ground, grinning.
"How about a certain family's flying sword?" Bai Shu said with joy, "Can it break your body?"
"..."
"Jiang Zhong is a true disciple of Nanhua Palace. He studied under Xuan Su Yuanjun. He has the third level of Vajra cultivation. He was a real outstanding figure in Western Chu at that time."
Bai Shu put away the Yao Ling Sword and faced it seriously:
"Your teacher was defeated in the struggle for power and was secretly killed by the current master of Nanhua Palace. Even you were secretly imprisoned and exiled to this hell of ten confusions, never to see the light of day."
"What do you mean?" The Taoist named Jiang Zhong frowned.
"You are from the Jiang family of Lingjing, and you are a member of the Twelve Rich Houses. Even the Lord of Nanhua Palace cannot kill you without permission." Baizhu smiled half-heartedly: "But he can trap you for a lifetime, and trap you until death. You are here in the tenth century."
After living in the hell of confusion and suffering for these years, I must have understood it."
"..."
"Nowadays, the Three Kingdoms are in turmoil and wars are incessant. It is the time for the good men of our generation to make great achievements and become marquises and ministers! Jiang Zhong, are you really willing to be trapped in this prison and waste your years?"
Bai Shu was good at tempting: "You don't want to avenge Mr. Xuan Su Yuan? Can you really watch yourself decay day by day and die in this tortured prison?"
"Jiang Zhong, come on." Baizhu stretched out his hand: "I want you!"
"Wait...I didn't mean that!"
Seeing Jiang Zhong and Xie Min looking at each other with strange expressions, Baizhu's face twitched and he explained: "I don't want your people, I want... damn!"
"Come with me in Nanzheng and start a career together." Bai Shu leaned down and smiled at Jiang Zhong: "You are very strong, but you are not like those bastards like Ku Jing, who are all crazy as hell. If you escape from Ku,
Hell, your achievements are bound to be limitless!"
"I……"
Jiang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of Nanhua Palace's revenge? That old guy is not a good person."
"You are different from people like Bitter Prison, Jiang Zhong."
The golden light in Bai Shu's eyes undulated like water waves, gorgeous and bewitching. He laughed slowly:
"I'm willing to take some risks for you."
"I..." Jiang Zhong's lips moved, and after a long time he said in a low voice: "I need to think about it."
"Think, think about it carefully."
Bai Zhumei smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, good things come in hard times."
He tiptoed a little, and a cloud appeared, holding Baizhu and flying down the peak.
"How to say?"
From a distance, Xie Min came up to him shaking his tattered purple gold robe of Bagua: "Jiang Zhong agreed?"
"It's almost time." Bai Zhu shrugged: "He can't refuse."
During these days, he went up and down the prison and roughly touched about 80% of it.
The only thing that caught my eye was Jiang Zhong.
The rest of the people are either crazy or evil.
If they are freed from the hell of suffering, I am afraid that the first one, Baizhu, will encounter something unexpected.
"Jiang Zhong's practice is the most profoundly based scripture among the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings in Nanhua Palace."
Xie Min shook his robe and acted as a dog-headed military advisor, advising Baizhu from the side:
"If he returns to us, you can try to let him be in charge of the imperial guards of the Suzaku Gate. Then in the city of King Yedu, the emperor's imperial palace..."
"Wait, what happened to you?"
Xie Min's words stopped abruptly. Beside him, Bai Shu suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground and transferred the energy in his body to an unknown place.
"Bianjun, Xupingguan."
After a long time and half a stick of incense, Bai Shu opened his eyes with a wry smile on his face:
"This battle has been lost. The North Guards' Xumi Guards and Ying Long Guards have both fallen. If I don't take action, the Avatar will die..."
"Northern Guard?"
Hearing Bai Shu speak like this, Xie Min twirled his short beard and was stunned for a moment.
