"King, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust."
The words of the Fairy Lady in Purple Clothes have a strange magical power, at least that's what Zhao Yun thinks, because after listening to it, one's mind will be in a trance, which is more evil than the soul-stirring bell.
Niu Hong was basically the same, his head felt dizzy.
King Yin Yue did not stop, his steps were heavy and there was a thumping sound.
Zhao Yun and Niu Hong urinated for a while and seemed to turn around and run away.
The fairy girl was still kneeling there respectfully.
This time, the words coming out of her mouth were a bit incomprehensible, and it was a lot of gibbering.
"Corpse language?" Zhao Yun murmured.
People have their own words, ghosts have their own lies, and the sleeping souls have their own special language.
However, few people understand it.
Who will be fine... run and chat with the corpse.
boom!
Due to the incomprehensible words of the purple-clothed fairy, the walking Yin-Moon King finally stopped, his body trembled violently, and the surging Yin Qi and mist became even more raging.
From inside, it seems that one can hear roars and roars, mixed with various emotions, anger, unwillingness, sadness, resentment... The purple-clothed fairy was shaken and unsteady.
Looking at Zhao Yun and Niu Hong, they were both shocked and spurting blood.
It's because King Yin Yue is too powerful, and his combat power is obviously not in the same dimension.
Soon, the roar died away.
The mist was still surging, covering the body of King Yinyue. When it dispersed, he was no longer visible. It was time to return to the ancient tomb and continue his dark sleep.
call!
Zhao Yun and Niu Hong breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it.
At this point, the purple-robed fairy stood up.
Fortunately, she persuaded King Yin Yue to retreat, otherwise the trouble would be endless.
"Thank you, senior, for the rescue."
The two juniors were still so sensible, one on the left and the other on the right, saluting respectfully. If the fairy girl hadn't arrived, they would have probably been strangled to death by King Yinyue.
The purple-robed fairy was silent.
When it was over, the men named Zhao Yun and Niu Hong were kidnapped.
It’s still that small Taoist temple.
Two people were tied up and sitting on the ground with their backs to each other. They were not ordinary people.
Fairy Lady in Purple Clothes is also here.
She ignored Niu Hong and looked at Zhao Yun, as if asking him for directions. When she looked at him this time, her eyes were deep. Her eyes were clumsy before, but she didn't notice that there was thunder and lightning in Zhao Yun's body. Judging from the strength of the thunder and lightning, the level was still high.
Not low.
"Senior, I didn't mean to offend."
"We went in to hunt down the mage. That old guy is not a good bird. Did you see that he stole all the corpses below?"
"We didn't take any of the treasures in the tomb."
The two of them opened their mouths and ran away. You said nothing and I didn't stop. This matter has to be cleared up. If one gets it done, he will be accused of robbing ancestral graves. If Ziyi Xiangu is unhappy, she will kill him.
The two of them were sent to hell.
The fairy in purple clothes stood gracefully, listening and saying nothing.
She believed what they said. She had gone to the ancient tomb to see the mage's body. As for the tomb chamber, there were no signs of deliberate damage. She had also searched the two people's bodies. Indeed, they did not take anything from inside. It was not a tomb robbery.
man of.
"Clean up the bodies below."
The purple-clothed fairy flicked her hand and untied the ropes between the two of them.
"Okay!"
The two of them limped down, finishing their work early and going home early.
boom!
Soon, there was a boom, and Zhao Yun used the explosive talisman to blow up a big crater.
"Lay in peace."
"Rest in peace soon."
The two of them were very dedicated. They put the corpses one by one into the big pit. Every time they put one in, they would make a sound, which was not intended to offend.
After the move was completed, both of them looked towards the top of the mountain.
If the fairy girl didn't say anything, they couldn't walk or run away.
"Don't tell outsiders what's going on here."
The fairy girl in purple spoke indifferently, with a touch of majesty, and the meaning of her words was very clear: If you dare to speak out, you two will be killed, and there will be no way to heaven or no way to earth.
"Absolutely tight-lipped."
The two people looked sincere, as if they were about to swear a poisonous oath. Seeing that the fairy in purple clothes didn't reply, the two turned around and tentatively took a step forward. As they walked, the pace quickened; if they walked quickly, they changed to a trot.
He ran away, running away like a wild horse, running faster than a rabbit, for fear that Fairy Ziyi would regret it and carry her back to be stewed by them.
At the Taoist temple, the fairy stopped for a long time.
Judging from her expression, she could not hide her guilt. She had been away for a long time this time, and she had no intention of returning. The king's mausoleum had turned into a place for raising corpses.
She is so incompetent as a tombkeeper.
It wasn't until late at night that Zhao Yun and Niu Hong stopped and found a nook in the mountain to hide.
"I almost lost my life."
Niu Hong sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Don't be afraid of opponents who are like gods."
Zhao Yun coughed up a mouthful of blood. As for the last sentence, he could just make up his mind.
Niu Hong coughed dryly, he indeed caused a lot of trouble.
Zhao Yun ignored him and sat cross-legged. He was seriously injured. The muscles and bones of his right arm were broken. His internal organs were still in severe pain. He had trouble breathing and was coughing up blood.
Click! Click!
The sound of bones colliding soon sounded. The Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Meridian was combined with the Taichu Tianlei Jue to work together. The two exercises were very magical and had the effect of curing internal injuries.
"What a mysterious skill."
Niu Hong's eyes lit up, and just the clicking sound made people feel scared.
Without thinking much, he also crossed his legs and was also injured.
When night fell again, Zhao Yun opened his eyes, and a mouthful of turbid air was spit out for a long time. The injury was no longer serious, and a mouthful of spiritual liquid was poured in to nourish the body.
Look at Niu Hong, he is still recovering from his injuries.
Zhao Yun did not bother and took out the Talisman Record from his pocket.
After some research, I benefited a lot.
There are many spells recorded in it, most of which are aimed at evil spirits, such as ghosts and zombies. If used on living people, they will not have much power.
Zhao Yun felt this deeply.
The mage's cultivation level is not weak, but his fighting ability is a mess. When using talismans against evil spirits to attack lively martial arts cultivators, they have no inherent advantage. When fighting alone, their weak body is their biggest obstacle.
This type of person is suitable for assisting, but not suitable for frontal hard work.
After collecting the Talisman Record, Zhao Yun stood up and gained some truth.
Then, he chanted the incantation with his mouth and made seals with his hands.
These are all very particular, and each step has a corresponding mantra and formula. What you say with your mouth is a mantra, and what you pinch with your hands is a formula, which is called pinching the formula to draw Qi. This is the most basic, but more complicated.
Yes, it also needs to be coordinated with the movements of the feet, which is called Gang Step. There are many types, such as Five Elements and Bagua.
This is a technical job.
The mantra seals, hands, mouth, and feet, as well as the Qi of Ming Ming, all need to be synchronized and coordinated. Moreover, there are countless changes. If there is a flaw in any place, or the spell is incomplete, or the movements are incorrect, it may lead to failure.
Explosive Talisman.
Speaking of spells, they are also in the book.
However, most of them are broken and few are useful.
seal up!
Hearing Zhao Yun's heart scolded, the seal froze, and an illusory big talisman hit the boulder on the opposite side, but it did not break. The talisman is quite beautiful, but it is so powerful! I dare not compliment it. It is far inferior to martial arts.
A direct palm.
"There is nothing to learn from heresy!"
Niu Hong woke up at some point. When he saw Zhao Yun using the talisman, he couldn't help but curled his lips. If Zhao Yun used this method to fight him, he could beat Zhao Yun all the way to tears.
Zhao Yun does not deny this.
Forming seals takes time, and your opponent will not give you this time. Before you finish reciting a set of spells and finishing a set of seals, you will most likely be defeated.
Of course, if the sealing speed is fast enough, that's another story.
Industry specializing in surgery.
When it comes to fighting monsters, a martial artist is better than a mage; but when it comes to fighting zombies, a mage's heresy may be more powerful. When fighting outside, it also depends on the opponent.
"My bell works better."
Niu Hong grinned, took out the Soul-Calling Bell, and shook it.
Zhao Yun ignored it and only studied the talisman records.
It’s not a bad thing to have too many skills, and it’s not a bad thing to learn more. If you don’t have all the skills, you will use them in the future. There are still many merits in the Talisman Record.
"Let's go, go back to our village and have a look. I'll treat you to a drink."
Niu Hong took the soul-catching bell, and regardless of whether Zhao Yun was willing or not, he grabbed it and left. After experiencing life and death together, he realized that Zhao Yun was a good person. He had saved him one after another, and it was a good chance to save him. There was no danger.
Leave him behind.
Zhao Yun did not refuse.
On the road again, the two of them crossed three mountains, passed by the market and went shopping. They bought all small items. The little fat man said they were for children.
The whole journey was silent.
When the sky was completely bright, the two of them stopped in front of a valley.
Zhao Yun looked around to make sure he wasn't going to pass.
Across the valley, there is a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers, called Niujiazhuang.
In the early morning, there is a lot of smoke in the chimney.
The village has simple folk customs, with mostly blue brick and stone tile-roofed houses. The winding country roads lead to secluded areas, and combined with the mountains and rivers, it is like a paradise, far away from the hustle and bustle.
Fortunately, it is Niujiazhuang, everyone here is named Niu.
Zhao Yun walked by with strange eyes. The people he met, whether old or children, were all normal. Looking at the person next to him, the black one was really touching.
"Done in the sun." Niu Hong coughed dryly.
"It's good to dry it in the sun to sterilize it." Zhao Yun twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Niudaner."
Niu Hong said hello, and a group of playful children gathered over.
I have a share in all the small items bought at the market.
Many adults came out. When they saw Niu Hong, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw Zhao Yun, they were curious. They were in this remote part of the mountain, and few people came here.
The people in the village are very hospitable and treat me warmly.
Zhao Yun has seen that there are actually not many martial arts cultivators in the village, including Niu Hong, there are only six, and five of them are over the age of seventy, and their cultivation level is only at the Condensing Yuan realm.
That’s right, cultivation consumes a lot of resources.
Like him, he has a military store to support him, and sometimes he can't bear it, let alone here.
After dinner, Niu Hong went to the back mountain.
It was to bury the old village chief. The body that had been taken away by the mage had been snatched back by him. He was an orphan and it was the old village chief who raised him. How could he not risk his life?
Here, Zhao Yun found a thatched house.
He was really a martial arts fanatic, huddled in his room studying the Talisman Records.
He has realized eighty percent of the truth.
After that, he meditated and exercised, and the external injuries recovered, but the internal injuries still remained.
During this period, he once saw the moon god.
That girl is still in a deep sleep, with no sign of waking up yet.
At night, there was a call outside the room.
Before he finished speaking, Niu Hong came in, picked up Zhao Yun and left.
"Look at that."
After leaving the door, the little fat man pointed somewhere in the distance.
"oops?"
Zhao Yun opened Niu Bang and looked into the distance with his fingers. He could see a mountain, a golden mountain. At first glance, it was really a golden mountain.
"I'm not lying to you! My family has a golden mountain." Niu Hong grinned.
"It's not gold characters, it should be golden light enveloping the dusk." Zhao Yun muttered. He couldn't see clearly during the day, but at night, the golden mountain looked particularly dazzling.
"Grandpa said there is a god living inside."
"But I didn't believe it. I went in secretly and took a look, but there was nothing there."
"It glows at night."
The little fat man spoke slowly, briefly introducing the origin of Jinshan.
"No martial arts cultivators have come to see it?" Zhao Yun said.
"No one comes here for a walk in our remote country." Niu Hong coughed dryly, "There were also people who came to study it. After watching it for a month, they all left."
"Where did the golden light come from?"
Zhao Yun muttered and walked towards that direction. Is it a strange vision?